I think I’ve mentioned this before, but we live in the very definition of suburbia. Cookie cutter homes, sidewalks, kids, schools, playgrounds, the same shopping centers with the same grocery stores every two blocks. Completely developed, practically overdeveloped, and looking to do more. So imagine my surprise when I see two people riding horses on the bike trail overpass near the house. Who’s got horses around here? And where on earth do they keep them? And will they be my friends? I should have abandoned the car and chased them down. Because you know how much they’d want to be my friends if I did that.
Inane Chatter
What were you expecting?
