Vyt

With my good neighbor Vyt having now moved out, I will need to be extra careful of myself. Already he has saved my bacon twice - once when I locked myself into the bathroom and once when I locked myself out of the house (or rather the house locked me out of itself). Aside from those two instances, I was the beneficiary on several other occasions of a man who owned tools and knew how to use them without injuring himself or other bystanders, or, indeed, ruining that which was the object of repair. Also he was funny as hell and hated Donald Trump - two qualities I look for in a good neighbor. I'm gonna miss ya, neighbor. Painfully so if I find myself again on the wrong side of a locked door.