In An Apartment on Minor St.

I was tired of having a baby. It was really just the thought of having to take care of one that was making me tired.
I received a letter and then a phone call which both explained that there were many things left unsaid. I knew that.
I found a bunch of 7-inch records that described the stars. Words of the Constellations?
They were in a little cardboard box (white and blue and pink) with star shapes punched in them.
I went on a walk somewhere rainy at night. I decided I could move in there in a couple years.