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A roof, a change. part 1. *Story*
By WhoIAm in A roof, a change.
November 18, 2009

I found myself sitting in the middle of an empty apartment. The 3 roomies at the start, then two having to leave. Most of the items belonged to one in particular. Now it's only a little over a month later and here I am, laying in the large living room, with only an outdoor type of chair. I have the book "The Rain Man" open at the time, half way done with the book. There's some mac n cheese in the pot. Glad it was left behind, along with one spoon.

Outside it was very busy, with cars coming and going. Me, I was sticking with reading and trying to ignore the business of things. I found myself eating this mac n cheese, which usually taste fine, but tonight it wasn't very delectable. I threw the rest away. I walked out onto the porch. The apartment was 3 stories up. I sat and watched the sun drop, letting the sky show off it's many colors. I watched the cars going down Navarro.

Another active weekend night soon. I always came out onto the porch when the apartment felt too silent. I have no car at this time. I feel too shy to walk down the streets. At this time I feel too ashamed even, because I was not used to not having a vehicle. So here I sit, with a cell phone in my hand, playing a game, passing time. This cell phone has no service on it, but for some reason I carry it around with me anyway.

I'm actually waiting for a certain someone to show up, who's been keeping me company. I'm thankful for it when she does show up. I felt like I was going to go crazy in this empty,quiet apartment. When she showed up, everything felt fine. And just when I thought she may not show up, there's the red SUV pulling up. My thoughts clear, my worries gone for a good while. Sometimes we'd lay in silence,and she's just keep my company, while other times we talked until it was time for her to go. There were times she would get into trouble for being out so late, leaving at early morning hours. One morning, we had awaken to see the red SUV was gone. I thought someone had stolen it. I felt terrible, but her mom actually came by and took it, to teach her a lesson. A sigh of relief, but a sigh of "uh oh, she's in trouble" mixed together.

Nights to morning went on like this for a little over a week, but it was getting closer for me to make my next move. The kind where i'd be leaving this apartment. It was time to grab what I once had and I knew I had to start somewhere. Three more days and i'll be out of this apartment....( part 2 comes another day, this is only the beginning, i'll continue if people feel like reading more into it )