It's more than just a dear friend moving away, though we hope to visit. It feels like the end of an era, like the fellowship is breaking. It is, I'm sure, because nothing this good lasts. This has been an amazing group of neighbors. Weirdly enough, COVID created our bond and delivered Leo to us. We all needed some local family and we found it on the breezeway. We got each other through a pandemic and have been there for each other through plenty of other crises and celebrations. The night one of our dogs got attacked, this building came alive with protectors. We're protective of our people, but mess with our animals and we come unglued. It's amazing to know that support is right next door and across the hall and downstairs.
Circumstances dictated a new chapter for him, as it will for all of us. Rent is outrageous and that's even with shared laundry. There's no budging on that front so I guess we'll all have to rethink our plans at some point. I think this change will be better for him, though it'll take time to see it that way. I hope that's the same for all of us.
Leo's absence was felt immediately by all of us and I've been informed that we're not going to like the person(s) that move in. I remain optimistic because I can't help it, and I like to believe that community can change and still exist. But we miss you already, Leo, and I hope you know how much we love you. We wouldn't clean just anyone's apartment.