When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?
The trees er, the perps unfortunately. Perps on foot, perps in cars, trucks, bikes, wheelchairs and busses. Fake perp “emergencies” where the fire truck drives back at exactly 5 min after it roars by. Perp neighbors walking up and down the street to intimidate me. Perps who drive by and look in the window, perps who walk by and say “this is where she lives”. Hell. When I want to escape, to merely get away to a park I’m informed there will be Hell to pay so I stay yet another day. Other days I get out and the perps are out there as well.