I might be right where I’m supposed to be. Every time i walk the blocks i feel love for my city and whoever walks with me. We walked to the bar to watch a neighbor’s band. I felt pretty lucky to be in that dumpy little dive on a Wednesday night. But The walk was my favorite part. And where we ended up.
grateful for pepper spray, storytelling, treats, soda water, good plans.
2:38 am.
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