The Feral Child and the HOA

When the box is too small for the immensity of me.

Photo by Mihai Moisa on Unsplash

Frank and I very rarely have company. We’re 15+ miles from any town, and we’re not “on the way” to anywhere. Our most common visitors include the meter reader and the phone repair man (we’re on Frontier, so we see him with some regularity). Not even Fed Ex or UPS venture up our driveway, honoring our request they just lea…