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September 5, 2010
I wandered down the street with him, destination in mind but unimportant, pointing out houses and puppies and an overgrown trellis. I said things that in retrospect seem exceptionally out of character; opining for porch swings, and flower boxes and shady urban-suburban side streets.

We asked a friendly man jogging in jeans for directions to a park wed been walking away from for 30 minutes. I was secretly glad wed been lost and daydreaming about this quiet life, and wondered silently where this shift in mindset had come from was it a loss of inhibitions or a loss of self.