I went outside this morning to get the paper, only to find that the worst possible thing had happened: At some point yesterday, someone had planted a tree on the city-owned strip of land in front of my house, directly on the property line between my neighbor and me.
Some people might take this tree’s appearance as a good thing. In fact, most people would probably think it a good thing. I am not one of those people. Continue reading
The Procrastinating Writer 