Imminent
This time of year always feels a little like those last few anticipation-filled lurches at the top of the first, biggest slope of a roller coaster. I’m ready. Let off the brakes.
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Tag: seasons
Memphis
To the boy: I’m sorry you’re going to miss these colors but next year, it’s on
I took a little solo walk today in Chickasaw Gardens near the little park and lake, where I go to entertain my greenest fantasies — the ones where I imagine what life would be like were I to be the kind of person who drove a Lexus into a two-car garage bordered by meticulously landscaped greenery tended by hired help. They’re silly fantasies, little one, because we all know that even if I could afford…
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