I waited out the rain in the library.
The rain lasted one chapter, which was perfect.
Daily Smile
All smilesStoneridge was busy.
I went in for socks and came out with a story.
The Iron Horse runs the length of the valley.
So does the conversation about where to park at the end of it.
Interstate 680 had a gap.
It closed as soon as I signaled.
The ACE platform filled two minutes before the train.
Everyone became very still and very punctual.
West Dublin had one more stop than I planned.
The stop was correct.
The road to Del Valle felt longer in the heat.
The lake, when it showed up, understood.
The sidewalk in the Tri-Valley had stored the afternoon.
It was giving it back after six.
The Altamont Pass returned my hat to me as a suggestion.
I declined, then agreed.
Main Street in Pleasanton smelled like coffee again.
I followed it past the errand.