there’s something in my attic. it came to my attention last night. it’s heavy enough to sound like someone walking around like an upstairs neighbor, but it seemed to be dead silent when i banged the ceiling. I went to sleep last night not too pressed about it but today i decided to look up in there…

broomstick in hand, all of the doors to other rooms closed and the backdoor wide open, i asceneded to the attic. which really seems to be a bad idea, going up in the dark headfirst. like i’d be the first dead black guy in the horror movie.

i announced myself. extended greetings into the darkness, and was able to flick the switch with the business end of the broom. slowly and carefully, i looked around for disturbed blown insulation and didn’t see any hard evidence of any freeloaders. maybe it found its way out.