I'm outside in my yard, which is similar to my yard at my old house on Miles Court, but not really the same. I'm looking for a place to pee, but every time I find a good candidate spot, I find that I'm within view of my neighbor, an oriental-looking man who is walking with a small child in his own yard across the fence. I think I'd like to meet him, but then I think why should I, I'm out of here.

The house is empty except for a few people who are hanging around. I'm moving out, to the east coast. I think I'm moving to Atlanta. I think that I'll be sort of transitional for a while, since I don't know the city well, I'll just want a short-term rental or something until I figure out what neighborhood I really want to live in. I remember thinking that I'll be near to my old friend Angus, who lives somewhere on the east coast.