My mid-work-day walk had me find a really random, really old cemetery tucked in a park near my building. Don't mind if I do. The experience was obviously noteworthy.
What it wasn't: good for my allergies.
What it was: good for my mortality.
I feel so congested. I feel so alive.
I loled.
ReplyDeleteI love stumbling upon those forgotten East coast cemeteries of yore. Here on the west coast, we remember where we buried our dead. There are no random burial plots to be discovered. I hate it.
ReplyDeleteTina Fey is going to slow down at some point. Be ready.
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