Writer Steve Stormoen writer

Time to think about what Lompoc could be

It’s dark when I get home, and my eyes are still half closed in the morning when I get into my car, an hour before I have to be at work. I need that hour to face the morning commute, a 50-mile doorway to my other life, where I have a job, other friends, other family.
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