Life Is A Mystery

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This extroverted introvert…

Was at an event…eventing…doing what event goer me usually does…interacting…laughing…making new friends…

Navigating the crowd came face to face with a woman who seemed thrilled to see event goer me…an enthusiastic greeting…a big happy hug…

This old gal faked it well while wrestling with Mr. Memory…is she this person or that person…someone from here or maybe there…perhaps a mistaken identity…it was a mystery…

And then there she was again…a different function by the river…driving by on a golf cart shuttling people to and fro…making eye contact and waving excitedly…

And so it is…those friends we have…old friends…new friends…friends who are neighbors and neighbors who are friends…and now we have this…the mystery friend…

Who won’t be a mystery for long…because if there’s one thing this old gal likes as much as making friends…it’s solving mysteries…
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And that sidekick Watson of mine…agrees…