Last night Mr.Playmobil was in my room. He was looking good in his fancy work shirt and orange pants. He’s got style. He was hanging out on the top floor at Bookshelf Bistro in the Receipt’s Bar. Nice to see him again. He was alone but I know his friends hang out near there.
Today it’s raining. The billboard for the new condo shows a bright scene. It doesn’t rain when you live there. They are building a bubble I think. I hoped the rain would stop as I passed it but it did not and it rained on my face. Then I walked through more puddles.