5.)
a lesson in gratitude:
it's a windows down, radio
up sort of southbound
commute--seventy degrees
and sunny, the north shore
is vibrant and alive.
two years later, i still
cannot believe my good
fortune... i get to live here,
near the lake, the white
city, and it feels like home,
finally. though, i suppose
maybe it always has; i just
didn't realize it at first.
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