This morning, I wake up, notice outside on the pavement in front of the house strange markings. Painted symbols and arrows towards the house, It's like I've been marked by hobos, or singled out for some ritualistic murder, the symbols to identify me to the initiates, the truth is much more mundane. The new landlord has gotten his designs approved, there will be an eviction order pending...
And I have a damned lot of shit to move.