i drive by their house every day. i cross the main street at the stop sign, pass the set of mail boxes on my right, and stop again. to my right is a t-intersection, to my left, their house. the garage is rarely closed; often allowing passerby’s to peer into their lives for a 3 second stop. i almost always look. sometimes i find myself going out of my way to see if they are out.
now, i don’t mean to sound creepy in all of this, but it’s just interesting because in a weird way that family has become part of my daily life. just like if you get to work the same time every day and ride the elevator with the same person 5 days a week. they become “normal” or expected.
they use the 3rd removable seat from their suv/mini-van car as a couch. she is usually reading, i’ve seen her smoking a few times. sometimes she reads with their son. her husband usually has a beer, and tonight he was strumming on a guitar. the little boy likes to run around in the yard and on the sidewalk, careful not to cross the neighbor’s driveways or roll into the street.
they are moving too. like me. Iive witnessed the entire process. some time mid-january the house went on the market…no sign of sale yet. but they are packing already, maybe they already have a house ready elsewhere. over the past few days more boxes have piled up against the wall. there’s no room for the cars any more, now they sit in the driveway and block my view. the little boy was rummaging through what looked like an old box of toys recently, almost like he was trying to pick out a souvenir from the house.
i wonder what they think of me. or if they even notice at all that i drive by every night between the hours of 9 and 10pm. (man, i am a creature of habit.) do they hear the random selection of songs that emerge from my open windows, or have they heard nearly everything already since living there and have learned to tune out passing soundtracks?
one night they had a party. i assume neighbors and such. they were drinking beers and listening to music, chit chatting during the first days of daylight savings time. it made me want to buy their house. i wanted to pull over and ask if i could hang out…it looked like fun.