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vignettes from another life

today, standing with my cart in the produce section, I was walking idly, checking my list, when suddenly I realized that a woman shopping nearby smelled just like an old boyfriend, one whom I have neither seen nor heard from in years.

nine of swords

who can forget how it felt to drive the streets of my youth in bright early autumn and feel, honestly, that although there was joy in the world, it was not for me.