Even a wildflower stands out. I miss my farm life. The calm and slow life. The birds chirping, noair and noise pollution. The colD mornings while I sip a cup of coffee. The thick fog on mornings that make the whole place looks like from a sci-fi movie. I have nothing much to do today but stay inside of our room. I a bit scared and concenref of the actions of our neighbor recently. The guy is acting strange. I am starting to think that he is trying to intentionally provoke me. A drug abuser in the past butI am not sure if he already stopped. He is kinda weird. Singing loudly with lyrics that oftentimes could offend a woman. He laughs crazily. He got a kid, almost two years old and his wife is working in the house of my friend.
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