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summoned



and selected. I'm serving jury duty, for a week, not at this charming courthouse but at the new one next door. When it's over I'll have much to reflect upon here; while I'm serving I have much to reflect upon privately.

Driving downtown every day since Tuesday has been an interesting change of routine for me. Each day we've had nearly two hours for lunch, time I've spent exploring downtown. I've lived in Tucson for the majority of my life, but I've lived within city limits for a short stint only. I wonder how I'd feel exchanging my foothills familiarity for in-city convenience, wildlife sightings for walking distance, starry skies for city lights... I admit I might like to try it.

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sulu-design said…
I've only been to Tucson once, but had a wonderful time exploring it for the few days I was there. I hope your jury duty leads you to some interesting new spots.
By the way, your serenity prayer post the other day was beautiful. Working with and being around children can certainly help to put things in perspective. Take care, friend.
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Gina said…
When I lived in Tucson, I was in law enforcement and spent many hours in that courthouse (as well as the city one as I worked county). I dreaded "court days" but would give almost anything to have them again. Sigh.

Do they still have the Saturday downtown nights?
4:43 AM
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