This first I see when I leave the house. And the sky blue too. The air cool. Then I pull out, slowly headed into the stream of strangers.
Where did they all come from? Phoenix has gotten much too crowded. Was thinking last night, during the excruciating inconvenience of contending with rush hour traffic while searching for a decent place to go, how much I hate it here. But then, considering the alternative, like being on the Oregon coast, well, their wouldn't be as many choices of places to go. If that's what you need.
Oh, to be a man of means. Have a shack in the woods up there and an adobe hut here; in season, of course. Hey... got enough for that!
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