"walking across the square to the hotel everything looked new and changed. i had never seen the trees before. i had never seen the flagpoles before, nor the front of the theater. it was all different. i felt as i felt once coming home from an out-of-town football game. i was carrying a suitcase with my football things in it, and i walked up the street from the station in the town i had lived in all my life and it was all new. they were raking the lawns and burning leaves in the road, and i stopped for a long time and watched. it was all strange. then i went on, and my feet seemed to be a long way off, and everything seemed to come from a long way off, and i could hear my feet walking a great distance away. i had been kicked in the head early in the game. it was like that crossing the square. it was like that going up the stairs in the hotel."
i am having the best winter break. if i'm not out & about with lovely people then i'm in reading great books.
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