you've always been okay with this routine, going on unnoticed walks around the neighborhood, the welcome home neighborhood. "oh.. neighbor, you normally pass this street later"

there on a stool in the grass sat the heart-throb wally darling, looking confused through his easel, playing with the cross-cuffs of his sleeves. "you know, i've been using you as a timer, after you walk by i start.. well whatever i'm doing at the time"