Sitting on my balcony with coffee and my laptop, imagining the view I'll have from my new terrace; a tree canopy instead of rooftops, and the sound of (what? birds? is it too high up?) instead of this soundscape of cars below and the aboveground train rattling a block away and the occasional siren and dog outside the grocery store, tied up and barking. Good bye, sirens. Good bye people on the patio way down there, looking like dolls on a set and having pancakes. Good bye these tough three years and the better ones ahead.
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Reach out.
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