this morning #573.

this morning, on the edge of a couch in the corner of the back patio of a cafe down a street in a neighborhood she’d never been to before, she was forced to finally acknowledge that she was officially in hiding. goddamn juvenile jealousy was rearing its ugly head again & this time she had to take it seriously. she’d unwittingly come between a woman with serious anger issues & said woman’s man. luckily, this aggressive, aggrieved gal would never think to look for her here. unfortunately, this place wouldn’t stay open forever & she’d eventually have to find a new place to lay low. if she wanted to steer clear of injury, her condo wasn’t an option. there were too many bushes for people to hide in.