I thought you might be interested in what you’re missing in the course of your day.
I only lived in North Arlington for four years, (before parental divorce, South Arlington for 5) but probably since those were high school years, that’s where the few remaining emotional ties to my youth reside. This past weekend we made a quick trip to the Arlington, VA area.
(For all my legions of readers waiting breathlessly for each new post, I apologize for being away. My only defense is sheer laziness and a dull life.)
I may have written about this before, but it’s a thought that’s occurred to me more than once – how cyclical life can be.