How come it feels so good to leave your children and even better to get home to them?
How come I feel closer than ever to my friends...even those I didn't know that well...is it the loss or the drifting away of the others that used to be there?
How come it blows my mind that we left Chicago coming up on 20 years ago?
How come standing by endless water feels so good?
How come they tore down the old private school at the end of Chase Street by our old apartment and turned it into surface parking?
How come?
