Turquoise Dreams

Sunday, 9/15/13

Last night, bed 1:30 - 9:45

DR - It's at night, I'm on the driveway, showeling some dirt, dust from the blacktop street. I turn the showel around, to see which way it will make the least noise, so it doesn't bother the neighbors. Showeling or scraping.

Now I'm inside. The owner got a complaint from a person living few streets away. We don't even know why would she complain about our place, since she can't even see it. But I learn that she complains about other things that don't concern her too.

I'm sitting at the desk, holding a tiny kitten. The complaining neighbor is coming over. So the owner of the house gives me a small bottle of milk to feed the kitten. I guess to soften up the mean neighbor, to show her, that we are nice. But the kitten tells me that the milk is a bit sourish. I tell her I may have milk in my apartment, I'll go get it. I know I don't have milk, but Half&Half. But they don't need to know it.