So here I am in NC.
Reading magazines instead of just looking at the pictures and rearranging Mum's furniture.
Going back to NOLA saturday morning. A little surprised at how much I missed it. My adoptive
convenient little city that feels like a village. I missed being able to go out whenever and take my drink with me.
I missed being able to walk around in a t-shirt with out fearing the fall of night and it's ensuing wrath of frost.
I missed riding in cabs, and chicory in my coffee. And the street cars and uneven sidewalks. I missed the friends
I left there, although it was very nice seeing the ones I left behind before.
New Orleans is a little like home to me now.
I like that.
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