I Returned Home from a Work Trip and Found My Personal Belongings in Garbage Bags on My Doorstep

You know how after a three-hour flight — for work, not leisure — all you want to do is go home, shower, and put on your most comfortable pajamas? So that did not happen to me. Instead, I returned home to find my possessions in garbage bags on my porch.

Seeing everything on my front porch, I just stood there, completely perplexed and more puzzled than before. All of my clothes, crates of shoes, and even a stack of hardcover, first edition novels are gathering dust.

I recall tossing my suitcase to the side and rummaging through my bag for my keys, hoping there was some rational explanation for this madness.