My dad hadn't seen it in years.
“What are you talking about, I love NPR so much, I wish I could eat it and bathe in it and take it to Tanglewood to see Stephen Stills and Judy Collins.”
I calmed down a little bit.
But I was proud no child killed a bunny by accident this field day.
The span of America between DC and New York is so strange to me and I can’t figure out how to articulate the feeling.
It feels like a developer aimed to fit maybe just one more Holiday Inn amongst a row of already cramped budget hotels for a stretch of 225 miles.