I crossed a line invisible to my ego, but apparently readily seen by others. It is somewhat of a reverse of the Emperor’s new clothes. 
I live where I live in Memphis not because the apartment is particularly nice, or particularly inexpensive. I live where I live because it is a half mile from the office and I like the convenience of that. My grandparents fell upon hard times for a while, and they lived in what was called “the projects” back then. Basically it was a lot of low income folks crowded together in subsidized housing. This apartment complex reminds of that place and time.
I came home from work today and there were a bunch of kids playing outside. This is something nice to see these days when so many kids are inside in front of the TV or video games. Continue reading “The Not So Invisible Line”