It was a beautiful day today. The sun hid behind low clouds and the temperature was in the shirt-sleeve range so I caught the train up to 96th Street on the West Side and walked downtown. At 66th Street, I shrugged off my pack and sat in one of the chairs under a tree.
I was filled with life's joyous love, so I spread my arms, threw back my head and ... found myself looking straight up a pigeon's ass.
Clarity hit.
"Keep moving."
Sunday, December 28, 2008
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Hey Bob,
Thanks for sharing your adventures in the Big Apple. If you get tired of city life, come on back home... Monroe misses you:)
At least clarity was all that hit.
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