Coffee: Maxwell House Drip, Office Coffee
I spent fifteen minutes sitting on a wet step with a cat that’s moving away. This was about an hour after a thunderstorm. Dogs passed. The cat stood on her hindlegs to sniff at leaves.
Some moments speak for themselves.
Currently Reading: Queen, Suzanne Crain Miller
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What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?Jack Kerouac, On the Road