Personal Journal: 27 Jan NByr7
It took a while to sink in. I was out checking on a few things, and happened to cut down the hill along Savory when I saw it, or didn’t see it as the case may be.
The northeast corner lot at Abney Parkway and Savory Lane was empty. I walked across the cobbles and dirt to the spot I approximated as where my old favorite spot at the bar used to be and stood a while. I thought about how many nights I spent there, chatting with friends, or about that night a little over two years ago when I slipped a ring into someone’s pocket.
Change is in the nature of the world, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. I headed off towards Clockhaven, the wind off the water seeming a bit colder than normal.
((bon chance & bon voyage mes amis))