Day 876 one repeating thought

Today is Saturday. I drove up north today to do a clean at a beautiful cottage on Lake Winnipesaukee. The water looked like glass even during a downpour.
Everything smelled clean and fresh outside.
As I drove home on interstate 93, trees lined on either side of me and the sun just breaking through the dark rain clouds, my one repeating thought:

I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me.
I miss my son and I wish he could see this with me……………………..

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