Joke’s On Me

The world has a way of taunting me. I Uber from the train station to 91 (you must be) High Street to find a replica of my orange 2009 Jeep Wranger parked next to my house. Apparently this one runs. Another reminder of never having what you want. The weather is beautiful, but the forecast is ugly. Memorial Day weekend throughout New England would be the second coldest on record with heavy precipitation. At least I left all my warm clothes in Arkansas. 

Wakefield is a walking town and after opening up the house I make the rounds for provisions. Diana and Kéa are due to arrive the next morning and I need to make sure we have the necessary comforts given the fact I’ve failed my primary mission. Jeep or no Jeep, at least we’ll be together. Misery loves company.

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