I come home and sit in my wee weird kitchen and look at the trees and feel peace. They breathe their green beauty right into me.
And I left my wallet on the seat of my car last night and IT WAS STILL THERE THIS MORNING. Is this the city where I live???
Me and and the Asian ladies, walking the ridge line in our bonnets and parasols. Oh yeah.
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I dreamed last night that Jessie left her mandolin on a dock overnight and it was still there in the morning.
But that was just a dream.
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