*Riding my bike early, through the mist to get to the cafe just as it opens. Droplets on my glasses. The air sucked into my lungs laboriously because it is so full of water. Then the welcoming glow of light coming from the cafe's windows. And warmth inside.
*Sitting down for breakfast, my hair is a wreck from the bicycle helmet. I am a pool of rumpletude amid perfectly (at this hour!!) coiffed and tidily dressed women.
*I hear car doors shut and know that our new neighbors have come to move in.
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