Cd3 and the kindness of neighbors

Only 3.5, AM. But most of it was in a downpour. That's kind of caveman, right?

One of the the neighbors from next door (the severely mentally disabled neighbors) came and knocked on the door tonite and asked if I was ok because he hadn't seen me out on the porch much lately. This was the second time he has ever knocked on the door in the 4+ years I've lived here. It was also simultaneously heartwarming and heartbreaking.

Gracias, Cedric.