This was on a gas station door in the southern part of this fine state. We drove back from the beach today-- I was a reluctant passenger in that car.
Got back home, did some work to catch up on email, then went over to the new house to see what was going on. Not a whole lot. It still looks shabby.
Walls needed, a floor needed, cabinets needed...
And still, it felt good. I felt awe. I felt a bit of peace being there alone in the house I just might, just might, grow very old in.
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