
It was one of those grey, foggy days and my mood matched the weather.

I flew to Steve's cairn and spent a little time in soft sad remembrance.

Looked up and saw AnalogDog and the Empire State Building rising into the foggy sky. Just a passing mood.
Musings upon my life on the Grid ...
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I wasn't there, but if I had been, you could have had a big old hug.
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