Sounds of skill saws screeching and the mortar mixer roaring made the brick job sound like a train was coming down the tracks blowing its sharp whistle.
I was sitting in the middle of the shopping mall, drinking a cup of coffee to settle my nerves.
Sometimes, Cheyenne would put all the pieces together and pose a question that would make me think. After the drama from all the Y scenes, he brought up a key question:
It’s hard to believe another year has already started.
How many of these new years can a person have without going crazy?
Welcome to 2025.
Christmas is past, but not really. If you’re like me, it sticks with you until well after July 4, or somewhere around there.
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