In the afternoon, Tunga finally invited me to see his new digs in Stamford, and after dropping off items he wanted, and telling him it was a short stay, he said, "Why not stay longer? We'll hike and get something to eat." That's exactly what we did.
He's on the 12th floor in Stamford with a gorgeous skyline, spacious room, decent kitchen and overall wonderful first apartment. He's a short distance from EY and definitely in a much better scene for young people, albeit the rents high. The city has bike trails, parks, views of Long Island Sound, and a bustling urban downtown. I told him he lucked out and was smart - there's just so much potential there. So much life. Of course, he's also closer to NYC, business, finances, and the world he's set out to conquer.
While walking, Dave and Kris invited me over for a fire and beers and Chitunga said, "I think I will join you and spend the night in my old room." Well, there's no stopping that. I thoroughly enjoy his company whenever I can get it. I'm sort of excited, too, to have a location for my exploration as there's definitely more variety in his town than my own. Funny how we age towards spaces where we want privacy, yards, and a place to get away.
Meanwhile, here's "North Main Street, Sherburne, New York" a sestina, a poem for meeting the 24th challenge of the month. There are so many ways this could be written, but the chosen six words ending the first stanza.
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