Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Thursday, September 19, 2024
Own Your Mistakes
Katie stops and looks at her phone. “We’re going the wrong way,” she says, turning to walk back the way we came.
When I try to cross the street to avoid walking past the restaurant we just left (after saying a big goodbye to the waitstaff standing in front) she grabs my hand.
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