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Relax, escape

Relax, escape

 
 

It all started when...

I had two hours to kill and with book in hand drove to my library to read and be alone with strangers.  I kept driving and ended up at one of my favorite restaurants instead.  It was summer, early evening with a slight southern breeze, I could close my eyes and imagine I was in San Diego.

The establishment had outside seating and the with it being just 4:00 PM on a lazy Saturday, the dinner crowd was still two hours away.  Faint classical music was overhead.