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came home after a month to find
our place
standing and everything more or less as we left
it.
except for these mystery slippers left by the
couch.
texted
kevin to ask if they were his. he was relieved
to be reunited with them. he lives on the top
floor and
we do small favors for each other. used to be he'd
check
on miso and we'd return the favor by feeding omar.
now miso's gone
but we still have plants that
need love and they
seemed to
thrive under his landscaper's touch. it's
nice to help
out a neighbor when
one can, especially since all that's
between our units is carpet & stairs.
he and i share similar
dreamy dispositions and i can relate to
just wandering
off barefoot, drifting along lost in thought, not
even
knowing where you last had them on.
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