Perhaps there's no good reason (excuse?) for wandering around by the waterfront — behind the always-antique-filled Armory next to H2O — on the day before the big storm, during which I really wonder how the Rose Island Lighthouse and its keepers (if it's "kept" at this time of year), who travel back and forth via Starfish, fared ...
But such senselessness is far preferable (isn't it?) to going the other way, i.e., uphill — away from the seeming security of lines, cleats, moorings, pilings — instead past peelings and signs (of neglect) I'd never noticed before, and thinking, in light of recent events (in the news, I mean), that I really just want to turn tail, tuck in, and hide ...
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