Domestic Psychology

messing with my comfort zone

// May 21st, 2007 // people

Remember our neighbors? Not the ghost fearing neighbors or the 11 cars neighbors, but the recent “keep to themselves” neighbors. The ones who have never had their water turned on or used a trash service. For the past three nights, I have listened to their loud stereo and watched them repeatedly back their car down the STEEP driveway and into the garage so they can fill the trunk of the car with bags. I am really a live and let live kind of person, but when it looked like they put rifles on top of the many bags, I felt really uncomfortable. Lie awake in bed and question my personal philosophy kind of uncomfortable.