The Blog neighborhood where I found my Ancestry By DNA results hiding was during a time when I was processing how I'd been rehomed after the Boston people decided that I was Zaineb's missing child of fiction. So I went to live with ballpine hammer girl as she is known affectionately by homicide investigators in France. But only briefly and from time to time and there were many adventures that I had with her in which she claimed to be my mother and told people that my father was the poet Nizar Qabanni, and he even heard about that and though it could be fun to play some games for awhile, which lead to a trip to Japan.
Still I was thinking about this at a time when I was also have some weird feelings down below and wasn't able to focus on immediate events very well. People are amazed reading my writing of this time period that I managed to maintain my job and housing at the same time I went through this stuff but the job was one of those they had a hard time filling, and my apartment wasn't that much in demand either.
