May 10, 2016
Have I ever told you that I suspect there is a family living in our roof space? On days when "they" probably think no one's in the house, they make obvious sounds and I hear them through the ceiling. I don't know how they survive, maybe they've mastered how to steal just enough food that we don't notice if something's missing. I'm comforted by the idea that you can coexist peacefully with people who just let you be, no matter the circumstances. They can hurt us if they want to, but they don't. It's fascinating, what people do and don't.