Cary

My house is not really my house. By this I mean, it is just a temporary resting place. The owner of the title I am not; really, it belongs to my lady friend. Now, I had better behave, or I might find me sleeping in my truck.

Hopefully, not a Bad Ending

I lived here for a while, it was pretty average

“Small Town” kind of town. Old downtown around train station. A few cool shops. The coffee shop by the tracks is worth stopping at. Several nice parks, golf (if you like that sort of thing), good school district, affordible homes and moderate taxes all make this a nice place to live. I don’t think I would want to come and sight see, but it’s alright to pass through…