14th
March
2008
Clear the roof
It’s a given that I’m a creature of habit. I ride the same bus, go to the same office, purchase coffee grains at the same wonderful little shop in the middle of the old city. In fact, when I can go in and the girl on the counter remembers what variety of grain I prefer, it’s clear that I’m at home. Or maybe she doesn’t sell such particular orders to people that look like me; either way, when I went in today between two of my (regular) buses, the sense of belonging was enough to make me think spring had arrived.
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