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Now back at home - barefoot and noticing my portfolio neatly hung and book of ramblings on the mantel; I see the WBC baggie on the ottoman and I begin rehashing everthing that happened today.

"What an interesting and depleting day," I said out loud: Scottie, Damon and Louey - his friend, Scarlett and finally Oliver. My time with Oliver somewhat compensated for whatever was bothering me... and not to mention the $85 he gaveme. I could basically publish a proto-type of my new book (for photographs to use in sales ads...) with this cash I've saved...

It's getting dark now and I know later, between the hours of 11pm and 4am i will be checking from out my window the suspicious neighbor...

(6) The Indie Author

It was dark out, and I looked out the sliding doors in my studio, and the lights at that suspicious neighbors house was still off... I walked toward the ottomn to get the WBC baggie, sat indian style and poured out the contents onto my tiled floor... I was just looking at some of the stuff in there: a few pens, alot of invites - some writers related meetings etc.. I guess I fell asleep on the floor as I was looking through the stuff in the bag, because I awoke to my big toe throbbing, and when I got up at about 11pm I walked toward the sliding doors and noticed the suspicious neighbors lights switched "on" as I looked out... this isn't the first time my big toe throbbed and then immediately after...something happened... I didn't say anything before but at the convention in the elevator hall, before Scottie came up from behind me, my toe was throbbing... and before Damon came in to enter the elevator... throbbing...when I was wondering if Scarlett would approach me... and before she did... throbbing, before i got a call from Oliver to go join paparazzi... throbbing! As if my injury developed some sort of psychic sense. I sat at the bar on the stool, and lit a cigarette and faced the swiveled seat toward the window so I can see out, I did mention before that I have OCD.?! Well, everynight around this time, I feel very obsessive about watching my neighbor...

(6) The Indie Author