Familiar childhood....

....spot. I took and extended lunch break today, and cycled out to a spot not too far from the city boundary where I used to play as a youngster. It is quite far from my childhood home near Glencorse, and so I was not supposed to go there in my youth. However, it was then, and remains now, my private place where I go to think, brood or mull over weighty issues.

The rain was drizzling down, but I didn't really notice it, and I think I got my head straight about the whole Ken thing.
I went home tonight and gave Nancy and Owen a big hug and a kiss.