Did you ever wonder what happens at your apartment everyday while you're not there? Probably a whole lot of nothing. The sun rises and sets, changing the light that comes in through the windows. Menus for Chinese takeout places with bulletproof glass get shoved under your door. Your pets lay around, maybe barf on the carpet if they feel up to it. That's it.
Unless you live in my building where they forever do construction on the roof right above my apartment or on the fire escape outside my window. There's nothing like coming out into the living room in your boxers first thing to find some little Hispanic construction worker standing on your fire escape. And then the work on the building started back up again. All day it's the grinding of cement and the banging of metal. Occasionally they break for what sounds like a game of tackle football (like right now). And then back to it.
This has been going on since before I lost my job. And I feel like it will never end. Sure is hard to concentrate.
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