the persistence of memory

July 4th weekend. Three barbeques in two days. Burgers, chicken, scallop cerviche. Corn-on-the-cob. Watermelon. More watermelon. Puppies, babies, suburbs, a new house. Missed the fireworks. Roamed the streets of Somerville, looking for a hill with a view. Hit my social threshold, three times over. Lately conversation seems like work. Dying to talk about something other … Continue reading