Past Lives

So I’m at the stage of near blindness from digging through our disorganized photo archive on the sluggish desktop. I’ve been distracted by old, pre-baby photos. Past lives. Our life in the Berkshires. My life in the city. Back when a Christmas party would sometimes last until the next day. Pictures of us ice skating in Central Park. Our first Christmas tree strung with popcorn and cranberries. Bachelorette parties and engagement parties and weddings. A going-away party before I left the city. All of my friends were there. They were so good like that. Still are. Pictures from 2008 when my friend and I painted Obama banners and hung them up on the bridge in town and no one took them down. And we were so full of hope.

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