Different walk around this city today - new route, means new sites. I'm always amazed at the discoveries you make everyday, even when you think you know a place. I have driven by this old depot many times. First, when I was a freshman in college, a passenger in my friend from highschool's car. We were totally lost. It wasn't until years later that I realized exactly where we were at the time. Life sometimes has to be figure out where you were, instead of a where you are. Lost in the moment and clear the next day. Realizing years later that you've been on this road before and this time understand whats around the corner. There. Some philosophy for a Thursday night.

One other thought for this day: This is the last night my hair will look like this: