Great descriptions, and I was right there with you when you were describing your awesome hiding spot in hide and seek as a kid and not being found and how initially great and then utterly awful that is.
That is sad and so cruel! OMG. I am so sorry. And condoms…I have recently had a run in with them Alex. A couple of what I consider sex addicts moved into the place I am renting (which is quite nice but for them). The last straw was when they pilfered my cacao late at night in what I am sure was a cannabis binge and likely other substances. Finally they are gone and I am told a cleaning crew will arrive in a few days. (A crew is required after their sojurn). I try not to look and condoms are here and there scattered around the house (not used and I honestly am not trying to look at all). I decided to label and reorganize my food in the kitchen after they left and as I organized it there was a white plastic bag knotted shut between my organic granola and protein powder. I picked it up and told myself, “nooooo it couldn’t be…” and when I ripped open the white plastic, four boxes of condoms fell out. So your article is well timed. I can’t get condoms out of my head lately. And now I have an image of a little boy getting a good dose of trauma in a closet. Thank Hod I am headed to my first silent meditation retreat. I hope these images are not what I see for nine days.
GREAT closer
Love that, hey babe throw this in the glove compartment. I wonder if the babe actually did it
Great descriptions, and I was right there with you when you were describing your awesome hiding spot in hide and seek as a kid and not being found and how initially great and then utterly awful that is.
LOL in all caps to show how much I LOLed at the end
this is really well done Alex, thank you for sharing
That is sad and so cruel! OMG. I am so sorry. And condoms…I have recently had a run in with them Alex. A couple of what I consider sex addicts moved into the place I am renting (which is quite nice but for them). The last straw was when they pilfered my cacao late at night in what I am sure was a cannabis binge and likely other substances. Finally they are gone and I am told a cleaning crew will arrive in a few days. (A crew is required after their sojurn). I try not to look and condoms are here and there scattered around the house (not used and I honestly am not trying to look at all). I decided to label and reorganize my food in the kitchen after they left and as I organized it there was a white plastic bag knotted shut between my organic granola and protein powder. I picked it up and told myself, “nooooo it couldn’t be…” and when I ripped open the white plastic, four boxes of condoms fell out. So your article is well timed. I can’t get condoms out of my head lately. And now I have an image of a little boy getting a good dose of trauma in a closet. Thank Hod I am headed to my first silent meditation retreat. I hope these images are not what I see for nine days.
Great piece, and like Sam Z, I really loved the end.