Yes, they suck. A lot. I hate being in limbo. Since the tornado took our home, I've been irresistably depressed. Our real home is somewhat in the country. All the neighbors are friendly but mind their own business...they let you borrow a tiller or bring you corn from their gardens or give your dogs treats over your fence. They wave to you if you jog or walk the street. Their dogs don't bark annoyingly. If I were to stick my hand out our window at my real home I wouldn't be able to touch my neighbor's house. I could pick blueberries from our bushes, apples from our trees, watch my son swing from his favorite dogwood....catch some shade under the oak. I could drink a glass of my favorite wine while sitting on our porch swing or in our screened back porch.
But all of that is gone now.
I am in mourning.
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