Today, the drive back from the beach seemed so short. It’s funny how growing up drastically changes the perspective on road trips. It also helps to move to Alaska, where every drive is accompanied by a survival bag and the expectation that it could take hours longer than one anticipated.
I also bought soccer gear for my kids today, and hugged people and ate sushi at an old haunt and took a walk in a crowded park and saw my first firefly in years as the sun began to set. As bedraggled and burnt-out as the world seems to be these days, glimpses of normal sure feel nice.
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