Tuesday, March 22, 2016

March 22: Each one in turn


After dinner we stood outside under the nearly full moon and kept reminiscing until it got too cold, and I was going to miss my ferry, and they were headed somewhere else, and so finally we went our separate ways, again. I headed east and they headed west, which seems to be the way of things, and on the boat ride home I thought of half a dozen things to write and discarded each one in turn.

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