There is, in Denton, an actual intersection of Scripture and Normal ( streets). There's a poem in that.
I found this because I got lost this morning on my way to The Cupboard, the 1970s style whole foods grocery I like so much. I feel so pressured for time right now that getting lost was the best thing that could have happened to me. It's a beautiful sunny day with a slight breeze, it's hot, but I was driving and I got to wander around the sweet little town of Denton a bit. It made me reevaluate my day and I bought flowers at the Cupboard along with my groceries. I'm writing to you and then I'm going to step aerobics. Home work will wait until after lunch.
home sweet shoebox
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