At night...

penny.jpg, a photo by zimbablade on Flickr.

At night I would walk through the silent town alone with my memories....I have perception of the landscape...it is not one of reunions..it's not one of the upwardly mobile professionals...they always struck me as being on the twelve year plan...that's how long it takes to create a test tube personality in the school system here...this store used to be called Murray's way before there was a Penny Aunite...the Starbucks kids and George, characters I used to hang out with in the lkate 90's all gone..although you never know what the vibration might bring..jacques, who was my manager in those years recently stepped back into the vibration...so one never knows...in the night...what one will find...