Red Neighbor

One of the reasons I chose this apartment to life in was the neighborhood.  I'm close to everything but it still feels quiet.  The streets surrounding my complex are filled with town homes that remind of something I would expect to see in Washington DC - they are all made out of bricks and are in different colors and styles.  I find it rather charming - and I'm sure when the leaves come back it will be lush and green.

One neighbor I didn't expect is the red sports car which has been parked in front of my balcony ever since I moved in.  It has become a presence in my life - the thing I see every time I look out a window.  I've found myself making up countless stories about why it is just parked there and isn't ever moved.  I've made up stories about the type of people who own the car.  Having that car parked there has given my imagination a workout.

I think it may actually be a Camaro, but I still find myself humming Prince's "Little Red Corvette" while I'm loading the dishwasher and watching out the window.




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