Been bumbling around the neighborhood lately, appreciating how it’s reinventing itself as the kind of “Portland” I knew closer in in the early 2010s but had started to write off, like “are we… in the sun-dappled clearing now?”

And had that in mind as I went into a dispensary and “Out of the Woods” came on because of course it did, and I had to keep from looking a fool and crying while the clerk rang up my Pink Lemonade Full Spectrum Blast gummies