John is my neighbor.
He says he is from Finland.
I doubt that because he doesn’t believe in Caribou.
John says he’s tired of working.
I thought he meant he was just tired of his job.
But that isn’t what he meant.
He quit his job.
He wanders around Linkyshire at any hour of the day.
I saw him in the moonlight two nights ago.
He wasn’t wearing a shirt.
I guess he’s a creative type.
He says he’s going to publish some stories in the local paper.
I think that’s great.