Thursday, November 24, 2016

Suburban Apocalypse

Driving to the 24-hour grocery store to pick up some last minute items, we come out of my sister's subdivision to a completely empty four-lane street, eerily lit by the yellow sodium lamps and devoid of traffic in either direction as far as we can see.

"Are we in the middle of some kind of apocalypse?" I ask Katie, but she doesn't answer.

The population increases when we reach the store. I grab a cart and roll past a dark room just inside the entrance where a few souls are playing slots, to the brightly lit, wide-aisled food paradise where Katie waits for me.

One year ago today: Karma Leaves a Mark
Two years ago today: What's Eating You?
Three years ago today: "Repent Harlequin!" "Yeah, no, I'm good."
Six years ago today: 11/23/10 crossing paths

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