July 27, 2025 - 10:10AM…
Utica, NY. Packing. A solitary fan blowing alongside the dining room table. Yeay heading out shortly to see the monk, conflicted with how long she should go based on our departure. Feet dragging everywhere. I get it. I’m just the driver, ready whenever everyone says , ‘Go!’ The dogs sense it too. Goodbyes are like this.
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