She moved to a house in the country so she could see the stars. I thought of her this morning as I rolled my trash barrels out to the alley for trash pickup day. It was still dark. I looked up at the sky and picked out the constellations I recognize. She knows what she’s doing, my friend, because looking at stars is good for your soul.
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