Saturday, March 8, 2014
Florida Routine
I am in Florida and even though I come here twice a year, it feels like a home away from home. My parent's friends feel like relatives. I only see them every few months but I feel as if it was yesterday. Where else can you be 58 years old and still be called a "kid"? We eat at the same restaurants and even have the same meal each time. We walk hand in hand wherever we go. We repeat the same stories and enjoy them as if they were being told for the first time. Nothing gets old in Florida. Not even the people.
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