Sunday, July 10, 2016

And Then Some

I take the stairs one step at a time, weak-leg-first like they taught me in the hospital, until I'm down on the front stoop with my book. After being cooped up all day inside, the fresh air and the clouds rolling in and all the people walking by in front of our building feel incredibly exciting and even kind of nourishing.

After a few minutes of reading, my roommate Grace rolls up, pink-faced and sweaty after her run, and we chat for awhile as she cools off, discussing New York (she likes it) and how great television is these days.

Just as I mention that the whole point of me being down here was that I was hoping people I know would walk by, an old friend and what appears to be her entire family walk by, and I get my wish and then some.

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