MIKE

It just hit me.  The lady that lived at 822 before us was named Mike.  My next door neighbor is named Mike.

Two days ago I saw him at the grocery store and we chatted a bit.  He then told me he had a huge favor.  It seems my alarm going off at 4:45 am had been disturbing him for a few months now, he even had to move into a different bedroom.

This house is solid rock.  His house is solid rock.

I don't get up at 4:45..that's usually the time I'm falling back asleep as an insomniac.

He added that the alarm was some kind of Nazi propaganda.  And it was very loud.  Every day.  For months.

He grows wheat and mint and hemp and I heard he has potbelly pigs in his house, though I have never seen them. And the mushrooms growing wild in my yard....hmmm....I just assumed it was the summer sun making them disappear.

He  is alone...no wife, no children, no parents, no siblings...

I figure one of these days soon we'll chat at the grocery store and he'll tell me that he noticed a fat naked lady in my pool....

now...that... might not be...an hallucination

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