Well, my sister's automobile (but it used to be mine). Home to Port Jefferson Station to Short Hills Mall and back. Met gorgeous baby Ava for the first time, ate D's incredible rice balls, pasta and tomato salad made from tomatoes from her garden. Caught up with D who looks amazing, as usual. Drove to Short Hills to meet L for dinner at Legal. Mmmm....fried oysters. Congrats on your new job, babe! I'm so going to France with you.
Drove home at night and remembered how great it was to blast the music and sing at the top of my lungs.
People have called me a goldfish - I have no memory. Or a very selective memory. I'm missing whole years of my life but can remember all the words to odd Disney and Dirty Dancing songs (Aaahhh-riel! Stay, just a little bit looonger...). So, this is a clear little bowl for me to hold my treasures and peer out while you peer in.
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection” - Anais Nin
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