5.20.2011

Sidewalk

I suppose I did what I did just so I could ask myself why I was doing what I was doing. Beleaguered, road-worn but not lost. No, never lost; always sure of a destination, if not a direction. One day, these hills will be full of spies and thieves. Look up, boy. Look up! There's a whole world beyond the second story that you have missed, which I am missing now. Don't take my sidewalk from me.

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