Lockdown: A table near the street in our old familiar place

I’ll meet you any time you wantAt our Italian restaurant This Billy Joel song is playing now (I’m listening to Joel’s 12 Gardens Live album). Like a lot of my favorite songs by him, it’s both immensely pleasurable and tinged with some melancholy. I don’t really want to get into why, else I descend into … Continue reading “Lockdown: A table near the street in our old familiar place”