Today as we were walking to the car after viewing the Titanic Exhibit at the XL Center, we (dd, my father, and myself) noticed a car with a Georgia license plate. I broke into song singing, “I said an old sweet song, keeps Georgia on my mind.”
My dad bellowed, “Georgia, Georgia”
We laughed and all got into the car. Twisting and turning our way out of the underground parking garage. Then the worlds aligned. Karma exuded from all living things. And the collective conscience exploded.
As we met the open air, what is playing throughout the streets of Hartford? Georgia, On my mind. Hmmm! Coincidence or collective conscience?
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