i have no choice....

2 or how many few seconds after I woke up, I thought to myself: "I have no choice...but to move."
Maybe in rem sleep I was thinking of what i've been going through.
I am at least in a different frame of mind: instead of having to complain to landlord and put up with two tenant's nonsense cause I'm stuck living here forever----it's: I'm moving away from these idiots, so present hassles are only for a little while.
I put up with ten years of all the hateful nonsense in this building because----vet 3 blocks away for my elderly cat.  After my cat died, I put up with all the continuing nonsense because----homeless cats for me to feed, BUT I cant put food out for homeless cat because filthy scumbag tenants saying cats and me are filthy; now I can move, instead of watching poor homeless cat in back yard starve.  I'm never even going out the back door till moving day; put my garbage can at side of building from back yard. 
Me being forced into an ever smaller corner---though only way for otherwise complacent me to take big leap of moving into the great unkown.