really a sad life when the best part of the day is finding a message in your mailbox here.

its a beautiful perfect day and look around the neighborhood. seeing no one else is outside enjoy the weather or each others company. they move in and put up tall fences isolating themselves wanting nothing to do with each other. no one waves driving by. not a thumbs up even after i clear their driveway of ice and snow. for a decade or longer we remain strangers next door to one another, never learning each orhers name