“I thought you were watching her.”
Before they tore down the lovely old abandoned Art Deco low-rise across the street from me, these two would hang out. I have no curtains and walked around secure in the knowledge they would keep my sunrise strip sashays a secret.
Now they’re gone and eventually a 52 story high-rise monstrosity will block my beloved morning sunrise AND require curtains. Or maybe I’ll just continue as before and require my rich new neighbors to adjust their blinds accordingly. They are promised million dollar views from their gazillion dollar 500 sq ft “condo.” They’ll have to settle for the dollar view of my white naked arse every morning.
I’m starting to feel the tiny little “Fuck you” spirit twin that resides within awaken. I never let her out. I tend to not speak out, try to keep peace and yes, sometimes allow situations and people too much. So much energy wasted in not allowing space for that side of me. I’m a little scared of “Rebellion Raven.” Time to let that bird fly.
