Out of Reach

I dont like waking up in the middle of the night due to hunger, to find the roach problem in the kitchen to magnify. Sometimes an unsolved problem turns malicious. Ive turned a blind eye to this problem in May thinking it'll get better in the winter. I was wrong. Its survival of the fittest here. Its totally creepy. Here I am in a corner staring at a flying cockroach with long whiskers. Its way up in the ceiling, it flies and it feels like I've killed a lot for tonight. But somehow this roach in plain sight disturbs me. Im scared. What if crawls to my room?

My momma used to always kill roaches in midnight. Now she  decided to sleep in. My dad was in Shanghai for a few days so no one was always scrubbing the place. One weeek ago, I thought the problem with roach problem was alright....

Spanky suggested hiring a terminator back then in june, but then my parents worry about the food contaminating and the hasstle of moving things out of the kitchen. 

A further elaboration of my worries would be, what would my parents do when I move out? I told my mom I was at that age where I had to move out. Although she understood, I still worry about her health, her further degree of loneliness, how empty the house would be...I often would tell Spanky how I feel about all of this, I wonder what he really thinks inside?