#89 – Things are strange, life is strange

I hear a saxophone play as I walk my dog

The harmonica gets loud as I continue

My journey undecided yet Charlie looks at me for guidance

Where are we going?

What are we doing? He asked me and I ask myself

What’s happening, where are we going buddy?

We stroll down cruises street and see the empty shops, the boarded up windows of stores I used to visit

Where did it all go?

The time

The fun

The spontanaety

Walking along, people in masks

People are sheltered


Shielded, more now than ever

Society let’s have you back

Let’s give it a go

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