Some days, clouds roll in like waves and soak you like sea spray. Some days your feet find themselves standing where they’d stood 5,10, 20 years before and you realize that while you stare out marveling at the changes that have taken place, slow and stubborn changes, it’s all staring back at you thinking the exact same thing. (at Mile High Lane)

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