The drapes are open across the street. This is rare. It makes me wonder if he's coming back around.
He lost his mind late summer. Came back from Burning Man with a head full of acid and One World Currency. Decorated the yard with spray-paint propaganda. Killed his father with fear. Ripe for occupation.
Opening the drapes to those Northwest curtains of gray can't help. Can you come back around when the world is always crying? This is the worst time of year to go insane.