The Tribe I Want to Live In
I have a friend who I love quite dearly, and I listen and what I hear is not what I think she thinks I hear. She shares the drama at the apartment complex that she lives in. A place where the upstairs neighbour has become involved with the good looking neighbour across the hall and how that has the entire apartment complex up in an uproar, after all, the upstairs neighbour has kids, and now they are running back and forth between the two places, and after all, that isn't what they signed up for. I mean, I do understand that when they came here, it was the understanding they would be free of kids stomping down the hall and barking dogs. I get that.