Letters to Tina

I had a neighbor.

She was a normal woman. Left for work at 7 am, came home at 5 pm.

I even went and said hello once. She greeted me with a cheerful smile and a friendly wave.

Despite her supposed "normality", as much as I don't want to believe any of it, she changed my life. Now I'm struggling to understand if it was for better, or for worse.