It did happen.
I was home alone.
Me, myself and I.
No cars, trucks, visitors, family, friends.
Moments of shear bliss.
Listening to Bunny Wailer, dancing, naked, singing, doing dishes.
It is my house,
and they are my neighbors
that stopped by.
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Pieter Los, born in Scotland, raised in the Netherlands, lost in the USA. .