My new home is close to here. Close to a library that's always closed.
Little notes of chats make me believe the journey I'm taking is much colourful. There's a texture being weaved by the people I've met.
One is quite happy. One could be happier. But we won't focus on that.
There'll be more about this road.
This is interesting...I used to live the street beside the library and my granny worked in that bakery which her sister actually owned.
ReplyDeleteHi Milers
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment. Yeah I pass through that street nearly every other day to get to work.
Bakeries are fun.