The winds and sky that go on forever.
This big city adjusting is going to take a lot longer than expected. Yesterday, I was riding my bike (I’ve given trying to find a real path and am just going along normal roads) and came across a little road of houses, with big yards and trees in the back, tucked away, with a little sign at the start of street that read “small farms”. They were so home-like, and must have been there before the rest of the city was built around it…. I almost started tearing up (actually, I did :oops:).
I can’t think of a question…. chat amongst yourselves?