In my retiree mind, I am in a 3rd-4th floor apartment or condo on the Main street of a city looking out my window. Down below on the street is a steady stream of shoppers, people going to work, cars slowly looking for a spot, coppers slapping their night sticks on the streetlamp posts as they wander along. Shop keepers have just gone back inside after putting their awnings up or some goods out on the sidewalk. Older ladies walk along with their shopping cart or bags, with old fart in tow, and the smell of eggs/bacon is in the air, later to give way to burger and fries smell. I see a used book store on the corner, a Five and Dime up the street, a McCrory's, Woolworth's or Kress's along the way. A news shop on the corner.
The library 2 blocks over has huge wooden tables and large oak chairs weighing too much to lift, almost. The paper isn't here yet but will be as soon as the paper boy brings it. The little park in the town center has 4 benches and some geese and ducks in the 4 quart pond and a cast iron water fountain that worked up until 10 years ago.
I may wander way over onto the edge of town about 3 blocks, each way, to get a pint of Brandy for later, and stop by the Sinclair station to get a bottle of pop for a chaser. Hope I don't run into Reverend Smith, lest he recognize me and punch me in the nose.
Where am I? I musta got lost, somewhere down the line.
Does this still exit or is this only in the mind of the imaginer?
The library 2 blocks over has huge wooden tables and large oak chairs weighing too much to lift, almost. The paper isn't here yet but will be as soon as the paper boy brings it. The little park in the town center has 4 benches and some geese and ducks in the 4 quart pond and a cast iron water fountain that worked up until 10 years ago.
I may wander way over onto the edge of town about 3 blocks, each way, to get a pint of Brandy for later, and stop by the Sinclair station to get a bottle of pop for a chaser. Hope I don't run into Reverend Smith, lest he recognize me and punch me in the nose.
Where am I? I musta got lost, somewhere down the line.
Does this still exit or is this only in the mind of the imaginer?