Book with collected stories from the places visited.
You are hesitant on the phone. The attic is not really part of your apartment but belongs to all the other people in the same building. They all store their things up there and how would they feel if they found an unknown person building nests in their tucked away belongings.
There has been at least a year since we spoke last. A lot has happened in the time that past and we try to reconnect while you pile up blankets, sheets and the cover of the sofa for me to bring up the rickety stairs. It is dusty and I bang my head in the slanted ceiling.
You call your parents while I build my nest out of your neighbour’s belongings.”