Dana point

The land lady returned most of my deposit today. A couple thousand dollars. Very welcome. I didn’t expect anything back. Yesterday I started missing Dana point. My house. How I had the living room set up. Our Saturday routine before lockdown. How life was before it all changed. It isn’t real. I was broke and unhappy. But the sliver of memory is nice. Dropping my daughter off at music. Running errands. Drinking beer Saturday nights. Going to target Sunday afternoons as a family. A lot has changed for a lot of reasons since 2019.

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