Chapter 31
I was at a roadside, in an open place. It was a big open piece of land next to a highway, that had stacked ceramics and statues for sale. I was going past it daily on the bus, and I’d never noticed anyone actually manning the place. The ground was full of white rounded gravel, noisy but it didn’t matter at morning. I didn’t know if anyone actually sold anything here, it could have been one of those businesses that had closed down and never been resold.
I was sitting on a brown smokestack. It had some shade from the tiny shack that they used to have as an office there. It had been easy to jump over the fence, but my aching muscles had made it a small torture.
I was checking my phone every two seconds.
Now, that fact wasn’t unusual for me, the social media addict that I was wi
