Monday, October 24, 2011

A quiet smile

I smile a quiet smile. Heavy, delicious fog and I like it and it reminds me of the mornings on the bay. No fog horns, but the lonely groans of the trains are present to offer up their version of melancholy good morningness. Some breakfast is in order and a slow read of the newspaper with a hunch that I’ll hit the sports page first. Good morning, everyone.




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