Sometimes when I revisit a cool shady spot where I once parked and waited years ago, not only can I remember what book I was reading beneath those leaves but also the particular dialogue. And it seems I was happier then.
posted by phil at 8:14 PM
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3 Comments:
Phil, what were you waiting for?
Trees have that magical effect on me, as well.
This one was a failure. It wasn't about waiting or trees, but remembrance of better days.
I must do better. I must!
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