Dew from the still-vaxxed Bermoothes
Second shot!
It was such a fine spring day that I walked there and back, almost to Alewife Brook, a minute or two quicker than Gmaps said I would. A very pleasant stretch of the avenue, past saris and socks and artisanal ice cream and crockery and vintage clothes and origami papers. There was a slight figure in the doorway of a CBD shop, proffering cups of something-or-other. Alice, Ariel; Ariel, Alice.
Waiting out my two weeks, hoping that I will be safe to play indoors with Fox (he would love to spend time with my Munch inflatable, whom he's named "Worry Man"), and browse in a few of those shops. Bookstores, ho!
Nine
It was such a fine spring day that I walked there and back, almost to Alewife Brook, a minute or two quicker than Gmaps said I would. A very pleasant stretch of the avenue, past saris and socks and artisanal ice cream and crockery and vintage clothes and origami papers. There was a slight figure in the doorway of a CBD shop, proffering cups of something-or-other. Alice, Ariel; Ariel, Alice.
Waiting out my two weeks, hoping that I will be safe to play indoors with Fox (he would love to spend time with my Munch inflatable, whom he's named "Worry Man"), and browse in a few of those shops. Bookstores, ho!
Nine
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