******RP CURVE Forum Where I live

(smoking) pours a little vodka into his 7up and reaches for some ice cubes in the freezer.

Whew! what a night. I was up late again. (drops ice cubes into glass) I can't believe that it is already past noon. (gets down on the floor with one leg folded, and one knee up and places his glass on the tile) Gosh, my toe is sore still, I'm glad the blood scabbed. (gently touches his big toe and reaches for his glass to drink.) :::puff:::: (stands up with drink in hand) :::pufff::: I feel so dazed. (sits on the oversized ottoman and contemplates)

The area where I live is a fairly large business district - a downtown area. Some streets are one long strip of businesses up and down the street. The unique thing is that there is a second floor to most of the places, where the business owner(s) probably choose to live. So I sit in my studio, where I have lived for 6 months, which is the upper level, above a space that belongs to the landlord, who is also an artist; she oil paints and other media, and runs an Art and Lithograph shop selling many of her own paintings, and posters of all sorts - and me, I like to write. I guess "Indie Author" would be the appropriate title.

So I find myself looking out the sliding doors through my veranda at the neighborhood view late at night and I can't help but wonder about the other tennants, especially after having a few drinks and I am endowed with a drunken awareness of interest and desire; and for me it is a different story because of having been diagnosed with OCD which is Obssesive Compulsive Disorder - anyway, I bring this up because there is this one place - very generic curb appeal, and it isn't a place open to the public, with three small windows above standing height, one by the next. I have seen someone carrying a goats head into the building, the kind to hang on a wall, but is usually a moose or a bears head?! Ritually, every night I can see the lights through the three small windows, still on past 4AM. Strange huh? Well strange to me, because every night, for the past three months, I have been keeping an eye on that place obssesively. I'd like to meet whoever lives there...

The buildings are really old around here, and have a lot of stone detail and iron design. The trees that we do have look like they have been here for generations. I don't know what it is about old places but the feeling of something wicked, or supernatural is the aura and reflects on the local residents, and even on myself; I notice it about me when I travel to distant places.

(6) The Indie Author