What a glorious day SH285 South
gifted us. It simply seemed that
that we were enveloped in a
beauty heretofore unknown to us.
Yes, we had both been there, done
that. Still, there was something
about this particular drive that was
mind blowing. We were wide awake.
Filled with anticipation as each mile
drifted by, painting yet another
scene of unprecedented beauty.
Passing through small towns of
yesteryear, dotted with bars and
shops in hopes that customers
would be enticed. One after another,
each offering their wares, many
closed . . . dreams dead and gone.
I found myself amazed at the
lengths people had gone to in order
to survive. Food trucks, outdoor
seating, masked servers . . . people
lined up, carefully spaced, patiently
waiting their turn to be served or
attended.
I saw a friendliness . . . people
waving, nodding their heads in
recognition, wishing others a good
day. It felt as though everyone was
making an effort at decency. And
until now, I had not witnessed this
positive side to the vast illness that
plagues us. May we ever learn!
nice really matters
so hadnt paid attention
tis helping me grow
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