I felt productive today.
I arose early, revised my resume, and submitted it to my ideal job.
I filed a question to the Veterans Pro Bono Consortium.
I organized my list of audits for today, executed them, and headed for home with a text to pick up cat food.
It was the last that put my on Roxbury in the early evening, and I passed by a spot where we had walked, hand-in-hand, so many times.
So many times, hand-in-hand we walked, observed the neighborhood as we went out for a bite and a drink. Such a cute middle-aged couple, the very picture of contentment and trouble-free.
I suppose I am more free now, without the illusion.
When I got home, I suddenly needed to rest.