02.Lenores house
I visited the property today, and well first of all the neighbours where..strange to say the least. They watched me quite intensely as I walked up the path, one that is dead grass and dry dirt, made from shoes making the same steps continuosly over the years. This path streaks through the over grown garden, from the squeaking gate to the paint chipped door. Sticky plants reach out from each side, a lot of them caught and clung to my clothes.
The neighbours at first didn't do anything that odd. Sure, they stared at little too long through lacey netting, so thin it gave little cover for thier curious and wary eyes. But this area didn't seem the sort to have new visitors, so I can understand wanting to get a good look. Sus out the newbie, would this person be a friend or foe, would they be the sort to avoid.
I've had the displeasure of being stuck with an awful neighbour, one that was up all hours like an drunk angry owl nesting in the walls. I didn't expect them to introduce themselves, I'd have probably broken into an anxious sweat if they had. I'm not the most social or extroverted. if I was I wouldn't be moving into this tiny town all on my own. I would be in the city somewhere, doing whatever it is people in their twenties do, when their not bogged down by depression and loneliness. Maybe I should fake being sociable, perhaps that's where I'm going wrong. Am I really depressed or am I just growing too comfortable bed rotting and doomscrolling. Are these the symptoms or the cause, It's hard to tell. I wonder how many people are chasing serotonin with drinks and friends they don't really care for, and how many feel better for it. I want to know how long that high lasts, the fall must be messy.
They definitely don't have to worry about parties or loud noise from me that's for sure. I might just have to introduce myself to them, just to ease this tension. They watched me struggle with the old lock , watched me push the wooden door that had expanded, now pressed too tightly to the frame and every time I looked back and gave a small smile or wave, they just.. kept staring. It was definitely a little awkward and unnerving.
Strange neighbours aside, I do have an update on the state of the house. Its cluttered and damp, but not completely worn away. The downstairs clutter is mostly old furniture and a lot of boxes filled with random crockery spreading from the living room into the hallway and half climbing up the stairs. That will be fun to navigate. Hopefully I don't break my ankles. It seems like most of the work will be sorting through all the boxes and seeing what furniture is salvageable. Maybe I can see if my new neighbours want any, could be a way to break the ice. I'll be back for another visit soon, just to bring some things in and start cleaning it.
- A.H
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