I need the weather to break because I have a strong desire to know more about my neighbor the cult. I wake up relatively early every morning. Like 5:30 - 6:00am without the need for an alarm. Workdays I set an alarm as disaster backup but on weekends I try to sleep through the barrier. This morning I made it all the way to 6:30 before I'd had enough. So I got up and puttered around starting my day per usual. After the perfunctory hygienic tasks I wandered over to the sliding glass door for the morning neighborhood check.
As I panned my day and studied the former Catholic girls school from the 1800s (that right there was a shit expression of thought. sorry. I just learned it was the St. Josephs Academy that opened in 1861 so I tried unsuccessfully to cram that fun fact in...) I noticed someone in an upper window looking back at me. I was thrilled so I waived and the head immediately disappeared. Upon reflection there was a lot going on with that encounter.
Im a larger than normal human being. My vantage point has me standing right below my TV antenna which, when backlit as I was earlier before the sun came up could look like a halo or an insane hat. Hold on, I'll take a picture...
Ignore my roommate, always jumping in to pictures, high maintenance. Anyway, you see the antenna in that shot and my head lands just under the cord during neighborhood watch so you see what I mean.
Part of the reason I want to know so badly what is happening over there is I don't know their core beliefs. Yes, its stated as Christian, but I'm talking differentiators. I already know they give up all of their things to the church and are given a small weekly stipend for living. Oh, and you turn over all monies made as well which they know about because most members work for the church or an affiliated business. So are they staring at me and the rest of my apartment dwellers marveling at the waste of people living alone NOT sharing resources in any way?
Or their views on women and their role in society... Do they watch me run the vacuum or swiffer the floor and make assumptions about a life of mortal sin? These are the things I ponder in the wee hours of the morning.