The room I was in was going to flood. So I shut the door, opened the windows and put things just above the floor.
My room, set up differently. Trying to arrange things on the walls. My cross, a painting, my dresser.
My window, and the roof outside of it. My back yard neighbor is suddenly my art professor setting up for a party. She sees me and invites me to it, it's a graduation party for the current art seniors. It feels like high school again. I feel odd and putout since I wasn't invited. She wore a black and red or white old style dress. Her mother was there spreading leaves over some mulch.
