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Single-level brownstone, Flickering neon, A shortage somewhere in the main line, “That gives it character,” someone offers. Gargantuan glass entry way for the Larger-than-life night owls; Big tippers, big spenders running up tabs Into the next year, entitled to their own table, Their names carved into the back of chairs; Regulars, they have come to be known, Receiving the special V.I.P. phone call When some new act is in town. It’s no exotico, but the music’s good. Dimly lit booths are the perfect ambiance For a sneaking glance or a lover’s dance. Isn’t that what it’s all about--the romance? Yeah, that’s exactly what it’s all about
I visited San Antonio, TX, a few years back and I took this great picture of a trolley. It gave me this great feeling of nostalgia, but I'm not sure why because I don't remember ever having ridden a trolley in my life or at least not having ridden one in years. There's just something about that trolley that makes me think of good things and simple pleasures. I think we all need to have those things in our lives that help us reflect on the good, especially with there being so much chaos in the world today. People are like that as well. We need to surround ourselves with people who lift us up and provide us with a great measure of support. And we need to find the things in our lives that inspire us, give us peace, keep us sane. For me, it's being creative. For you, it might be knitting or playing the oboe or chatting with friends.
We all should latch on to the "trolley moments" in life and cherish them...