Well, yes. It’s been awhile. But you popped into my mind. We have shown up.
Not quite on your doorstep. But…the rental car that doesn’t use it’s blinker.
I hate that tick tock sound. Okay.
Teasing. Kinda. I’m driving up the coast with Alex. We fought about where to fly into and settled on Hartford, Connecticut.
I mean do they even rent cars from JFK? Really, because of traffic; even though the airport is out in Jamaica Plains.
Anyways, we are heading north. My college roommate is moving to Boston from New York, and we’re going to spy.
Our lives diverged about 2006 in London; so no I’m not calling. Oddly enough even though we lost touch she is my nephew’s Godmother and my twin sisters best friend.
She was my roommate from 1991-1995. Maybe she realized the PTSD from college ten years after being my roommate. Who knows, but truthfully I’ve always wanted to visit the lighthouse at Cape Elizabeth.
Twice my trip to Maine has been cancelled; so we’re trying to be incognito. Avoiding God’s notice.
We may make it
Just Words 