Lincoln Park, Eastern market, Penn Ave., Library of Congress...Cannon.
Today i noticed:
Old people, fat people and young people carrying heavy boxes walk faster than I do. But my legs are shorter.
Fall is coming, and I'm not sure how I feel about it.
I smile at dogs, not children.
I really want to ask the woman in the park with the 2 beagles whose names are Alvin and Simon, "Where is Theordore?"
I look at row houses and think about how I would landscape them differently.
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