The lobby party was held again.
Wallace, the Christmas dog, kept his nose to the ground making sure nothing missed his mouth.
And we all gathered around, another year, grateful to see our lives in each others' faces.
Almost like being 30 again, tons of years ahead filled with promise and possibilities. Deja vu all over again somehow made time move a little slower.
Originally posted December 16, 2014:
Gathering again, the lobby, for a brief moment, reminded us, like Dorian Gray's portrait...
Yet, Wallace still pranced with optimism.
This was his feast, knowing dozens of hands would reach down and slip a holiday treat. Worth it to wear the bow.
And old friends, constant neighbors, traveling comrades still had things to say.
After all, there were still things to discover.
But, as the familiar walls echoed all our decades together...
... there were new neighbors, making their own memories of early times when they were young in the old building.
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