Leaving Costco today there was a sweet, little lady playing an exhibit piano. You could tell she was doing it just for fun. She had some jazzy elevator music going. Walking out, I noticed a man in the food court tapping his foot, smiling appreciatively. Little things. Signifying nothing. Everything.
Outside a blue, gold, pink sunset. J.D. leaning against the car, waiting for me, smiling. Little things. Signifying nothing. Everything.
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