I’m Watching: A Story in Progress


I’d been observing the apartment for several nights before it happened. Obviously, I was expecting something  or I wouldn’t be watching but still, this…this particular something that hadn’t occurred to me. I wasn’t sure what my long term plan was but I knew my immediate next steps; I was going to drink.

I sat the Nikon binoculars–a Christmas gift from my parents, intended to be used for birdwatching in Central Park–on the windowsill and headed for the fridge, leaving the lights off and navigating my way through the my tiny apartment with the aid of the illumination provided by an almost full moon. Perhaps I was being foolish, maybe even paranoid, but I had no idea what they knew of me, if anything, and I wasn’t in the mood to take any chances .


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