waiting, news, warmth

*He says to wait inside the bookstore but I want to inhale the fresh air of a warm now cooling day. Through the doors I find a bench. As I sit, books in hand, my nose gradually becomes numb and I wrap a saffron sarong around my head. When he comes he does not recognize me.

*Hearing good news second hand of a friend who will not see me.

*Warm enough to leave the door and windows open.