Dear Nora

Dear Nora there's a lot that's changed this year I'm still thinking about swimming in Seattle And when I got out I wasn't even cold My toe was sunk in the squishy ground below In SF we were driving over bridges We were singing to "I Heard It Through the Grapevine" Cleo was tired, Harmony was hyper We switched driving in the middle of the highway Dear Nora there's a lot that's changed this year I'm still thinking about swimming in Seattle