Entry In My Sister's Journal 10 Years From Now

This is an old piece of writing, and I don't remember writing it.

It is a work of fiction. So far as I know my sister does not keep a journal, but my family did tear down and rebuild the house that the two of us used to share a room in.

I found Bill trying to get on the roof from the porch today,

But he was too drunk and kept on falling.

If I had to guess

I'd say he wants to get back our bedroom

That we slept on either end of the room in when we were kids.

He can't remember that it's gone now.

His mind's too cross-wired to remember that they rebuilt the house so that we could have separate rooms.

He's too embarrassed to knock, I guess.