I do, always have.
This morning, feeling pretty damn breezy, I was walking past a tall brick wall,
when I looked up and thought about how many times over the years I'd passed by there,
the student center where I went to college decades ago.
Q: Hey! Do you remember me?
A: You were such a scared little pup.
Q: Oh yeah? You think?
A: Come in. Sit. Stay awhile. Finish the work you started when you first entered those doors.
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