~The Apartment Voyeur~

I can sit on my porch swing and look into any of the 215 other homes in my apartment community, and tell you what goes on in all of them.

It gives me a strange sense of power, of control. My job is like an Open Diary all its own…a glimpse into the lives of others. I can tell you if it’s a single mother, or how someone’s relationship is doing…or maybe there’s a substance abuse problem, or their boyfriend left them. I am Lady Seer…I see into your life. Are you looking back?

James and I have a game we like to play…he’ll rattle off an apartment number, and I’ll tell him who lives there, how much rent they pay, and what kind of life they lead. It’s like the mathematical genuises that can equate things in their head like a calculator. I’m somewhat a circus freak in that aspect…yep, in this little community…I am God. The rest of them just don’t know it yet.

I may have the opportunity to take a position in another apartment community. However, the people here have left tiny footprints on my heart…in fact, even the ones that have left, are in my memory bank somewhere. I haven’t decided whether I want to leave yet…almost like leaving the family, even if there are a few ‘drunk uncles’ that spoil the broth.

I’d like to dedicate the next couple entries to some of my residents. I am asking you, as faithful readers, to leave in a note, a number. That resident will get a glimpse by you, into their life…how’s that for power? Of course, any other notes are welcome as always…I love all of your insight.

Numbers can be from 101-172, 201-272, or 301-372.

And if this idea flops, it’s James’ fault, it was his idea.

Take care…oh, and as a added thought…who knows about all of you?? There’s always someone looking…even when you don’t think there is.

Take me for example.