Difficult

I am . always . the first one to arrive to the vacation house . This time i have arrived . too . early . The code i am supposed to enter is not supposed to work until four . It is only two . but i am here . in kissimmee fucken florida . with nowhere else to go . until i can shower my travel away . store my rolling suitcase . which one of my cats pissed on before i left . I only love the things that wish to punish me for leaving them

I try entering the code . remembering the previous year . when i arrived with my mother . and her husband . and i entered the code at that house . and nothing happened . the door wouldn’t open . and nobody answered the door at the realty office that i’d rented the house from . and my mother’s husband was cursing me out for never doing anything right . and did you even pay for this house . and why is everything . so . complicated . with you . when one of the employees from the realty company . golf carted their way over to the house . and showed me the trick to properly jiggle the handle . while entering the code . and no apology was given for not letting me know the trick in advance . and no apology was made for accusing me of being difficult . when the doorknob was to blame for all our problems . that day

Even though this is a different doorknob . on a different house . in a different part of town . i jiggle it as i enter a code that .probably shouldn’t work yet anyway . but the door opens

There is a woman on the back porch . dancing . while skimming the pool . like this is the opening credits scene of a 1980s movie . that people only admit to liking ironically

I put my suitcase in the garage . use the bathroom . and leave    before the pool dancer notices me