Saturday morning . . . again.
Took out the trash . . . again.
Just before the sun started to break through yesterday's clouds, the sky was grey and moody. It wasn't too cold. It wasn't warm. It was perfect. I sat on the front stairs of my building and looked up at the sky and it occurred to me that no matter where you are, if you look up, you will be seeing the same sky as me.
They should work that into the Pledge of Allegiance somehow....
one nation
under one sky
that would make more sense.
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