A Flocking Good Time

A Flocking Good Time
One of my favorite pictures from the first fundraiser I did with my youth: a flamingo up close

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Hiding in plane sight

When you move, you generally get a new address. That was the case for me when I moved here to being my work with St. Luke. As I began to settle in, I had to give out my address to a few different people and companies in order to establish myself as a resident here. Somehow, my address never made it into the church directory. I believe that's because I'm not a member of St. Luke. However, there's something satisfying and sad about that.

It's sad that no one has my address because I can't get awesome mail. For example, my youth can't send me their graduation announcements because they just don't have my address. One of them got creative and sent me his announcement via the church office. My other youth just asked me for my address since she couldn't find it anywhere.

It's also sad because Google doesn't even have my address. You can't go to Google maps, punch in my address, and find out where I live or get directions to my apartment. That makes it really difficult for people who are coming to visit me. I have to give them my complex's address and directions to my apartment after they're on the complex grounds.

The reason why it's satisfying is because no one can find me. I can't have my youth just drive to my apartment in the middle of the night, stick a bunch a flamingos in my every so tiny lawn, and drive away. I feel like I'm hiding in plane sight that way too. It's almost like I have control over who knows where I live. There can't be any surprise visitors. I almost have the convenience of living in a gated community without actually having a gate and code to allow people in.

Maybe, it's wrong of me to think of my lack of address disbursement as something to be proud of. It's almost a security blanket for me.  Oh well.......

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