I have run out of practice of making friends. I have been so dormant socially for so long now that I come out as a tongue-tied, awkward oaf when in company of people I am not friends with. The reality stared me in the face on a recent excursion with R's friends; I could barely string together a couple of words to form a sentence. That evening I felt beaten down. Left me wondering if I was ever going to be good at things that I had let slip through my fingers. Has time taken a toll on things that I was genuinely good at, that maybe even defined me! Maybe it's too late. Maybe it's not. Only time shall tell. The one thing that I have been improving at is watercolors. I am nowhere near being proud of or even satisfied with my end results but I am going to try and get there some day. So here is my latest. Philadelphia, a city I am quite fond of and lingers in my wistful memories from my office days. One of the walks to remember!
Philadelphia LOVE Park - Officialy known as John F. Kennedy Plaza
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