I rode back on the path but wasn’t impressed with the roadway. At the bus six other people didn’t get on but I had been there first and everyone else was in a group or super young. I was the only one to get on.
This is an occasional series chronicling my life. This Notebook Analysis series is meant to be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.
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