In The Alley

so it just so happens that the window in my dorm room face directly into the alley behind it. oh joy! i can hear everything from cat fights to miscellaneous people: from homeless to alcoholics, singing, laughing, and yelling. oh the bliss! i can hear the man who's garage is adjacent to my window, who me and my friend call Jerry because we don't particularly care what his real name is and Jerry seems to fit him anyways, cleaning out his garage earlier on a Sunday morning and continuously stepping on every little bubble in the bubble wrap. gotta love Jerry. and the thing that i absolutely love love love about the alley behind my room are the never quiet cats that lurk among it. el fin!