I went with friends from this life.
And saw people from my old lives...
(Folks from my teen years, my married years, my mom-of-teens years.)
Weird and strange and cool.
And the art was pretty amazing:
Afterwards, three of us went looking for a coffee shop.
To order hot water. And sit in comfortable surroundings. To talk.
We drove around for half an hour.
Sleepy retirement communities do not have coffee shops that stay open past 9 pm.
So we ended up at McDonald's.
We be classy chicks.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. So appreciative of talented, artistic people.
2. Thankful for opportunities to see the work of talented, artistic people.
3. Grateful for long conversations on plastic chairs underneath fluorescent lights at midnight.
Shalom,
xo
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