Monday, June 15, 2015

A Parking Lot

My 19-year-old son bought a new car and rent a parking lot across from my house. The parking lot is where he practiced to ride a bike with me. How many years have passed? I can still remember clearly the days in the place. No wonder I've got older. 
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