Saturday, June 21, 2003
When I grow up I'm going to live next to a quiet and introverted man of about my age. We will work hard all week at our seperate jobs, and on Saturday nights I will go to his house and we will play cards and eat sanwhiches or pizza. We won't talk much . . . a little maybe, but never about our lives. I will go home at 11:00pm sharp and then we will meet outside to go to church in the morning. We will discuss the sermon (not to great length) on the way home, then prepare for another work week. This would be the extent of our relationship, but if there were ever a catastrophe, he would be the first I would call. Still, as soon as can be, when the winds of misfortune blow over, life will again fall into the groove of settled predictability and all will be well. I like my neighbor (:
posted by Mary 7:42 PM
