The traditional Wednesday travels were delayed by a depressing stop at the DMV. Would've done it another day but it needed to be done. The drive out 80/46 was pleasant, and the Water Gap was lovely, but E & I started fighting on route 191, surrounded by rolling hills and beauty. We almost gave up on the day, but found some peace when we reached the Delaware River scenic road. Reaching New Hope as the sun began to set, we had a genuine breakthrough walking the canal, especially the northbound section after it got dark. Two people with agonizing accounts of their faults, asking for forgiveness. Will it last? Who can say. But it was beautiful. The roundabout way home included a drive down River Road, past our two old houses, Chinese food in Lawrenceville (where I used to eat every week when I taught drums, several lifetimes ago) and a drive through Princeton, where I couldn't help think of The Muse, even today. The highway bit, on 287/80 felt interminably long, and now I'm up here and shaking my head at this day and this life.
It's never going to be simple, is it?
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