Writing shit

Entry 1

25-02-24

Another new movement is coming, the Sir always says that we can never stay in the same place for too long.

Yesterday we finished packing the last things to put in the van, there goes a whole life, stuffed in what used to be cat litter boxes.

Once we arrived at the place we would call home for a few months, one of our new neighbors "welcomed" us, as the coffee addict and I unpacked the boxes from the van, this man standing across the street, with his rat/dog stared at us across the street, the chain smoker approached this observer to find out his intentions, after what seemed like about 20 minutes the intrusive neighbor eventually left, waving goodbye to us with a smile and waving his hand... ahg

When he was already far away, the coffee addict approached the smoker and asked him

- who was that?

+ apparently he's a neighbor, he wanted to meet us

- And what did you say?

+ That we moved temporarily because of my job.

Hearing this I looked at the smoker deciding if I should ask him, that thing that was going around in my head, but as if he had read my thoughts, he answered.

+ Don't worry, they are harmless.

Hearing this I resigned myself to a brief nod.

I guess the smoker was right, after all, an old man with a bald rat for a pet shouldn't pose much of a problem, right?