Walking a Strange Road

There’s something beautiful in everything, and if you look for it you’ll find it. I’m having hot coffee on a hot day in the fall. Memories feel like they just happened, and they fade for as long as I’m working.

My ex got in touch with me about something practical, but I cherish it just the same. I wished her well, and I wish myself well, too. It’s a strange road that we walk on.



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