Walking (and driving) through my past....
A good day. An odd day.
A day of beer and lunch at Garden State Plaza with a friend of more than a quarter-century that I rarely see anymore...and NEVER just the two of us. Super rarity.
A day of walking up to the porch where my grandmother used to live more than 20 years ago.
A day of seeing a bunny rabbit dart in front of me in a relatively urban setting.
A day of walking across my hometown at 7:30pm, when ANYone could be out and about, and random run-ins are high, to "drop off an envelope" at a pizza joint...and chatting with Aunt Rose for a bit.
A day of walking, driving, thinking.
A day of beer and lunch at Garden State Plaza with a friend of more than a quarter-century that I rarely see anymore...and NEVER just the two of us. Super rarity.
A day of walking up to the porch where my grandmother used to live more than 20 years ago.
A day of seeing a bunny rabbit dart in front of me in a relatively urban setting.
A day of walking across my hometown at 7:30pm, when ANYone could be out and about, and random run-ins are high, to "drop off an envelope" at a pizza joint...and chatting with Aunt Rose for a bit.
A day of walking, driving, thinking.
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