When I visited
my hometown over Labor Day, my mom and I walked some trails, and we even picked
up trash along them, which she’s done for years now.
When we got home,
she then showed me a list she kept on the side of the fridge, marking how many
bags of trash she’d picked up over the years and during what season.
So, when I got
back to the city, I started up a retroactive list of the trash I’d picked up
from the local quarry park, since I knew I had pulled out like 6 bags on
earlier trips (I’m up to 14 now).
Overall in terms of lists, that now makes lists
of new bars in city limits, lists of books I read for recreation, lists of movies I watch on the
big-screen, lists of live classical music performances, and lists of live
operas I've attended.
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