My early summer enthusiasm over small but steady positive changes in my perspective melts down in the office heat, but I decide I will just let it pass and not give up.
As approach the post office I see a swallow flying away from the building. I look closer and see a nest above the entrance, beneath a small roof.
“I love our whole family…” says Jay lying in the big bed and starts listing names of the family members, ”… and myself.”
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