two nights ago: sold the house in cleveland, moved to a third floor brick building apartment in the hood in brooklyn, bars on all the windows in the whole neighborhood, my mom refused to ever visit me again

last night: they lived in some huge suburban mansion with a perfect little japanese garden out front with perfect gravel trails and perfect plants, and my mom said something offensive and i chose to leave and walked aroudn the house packing stuff up without anyone batting an eyelash