Pedestrian Bridge over Macadam

I used to have friends who lived on Porter Street in SW Portland. Coming of age was the most exciting time for me-- I was energized and really felt alive.  I still do, but I've traded optimal output for comfort.  It was a trade I was completely willing to make when stress ruled my life, and I know the grass is always greener, as much as I knew it then.  My actions are more indicative than these laments, though, but maybe that's just inertia.  5 years though.  (shaking my head).

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