It started in the work environment. I had a routine every morning. Young in the trade, routine was even more important than it is now.
I would make four to five stops before getting to the office in the morning. At one of those stops, I met a night crew of nurses. They had the look of professionals who finished a long and hard night.
Among that crew stood one who had a twinkle in her eye like even with her occupation she didn’t take life too seriously. She also had the look of someone I had always known, even though we barely knew each other in high school.
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