how to settle a fracture

On Friday morning I went for a small run, then walked along the water into a sunrise like a maze of orange light, curtain after curtain you shifted through towards the sea. The mountains more purple than they had any right to be. The water impossible electrified blues. The sky bright blue but with the intensity of evening.

I walked back up through Cook St. Village, grinding my teeth that the 2 Bedroom Apartment Available sign at one of the buildings in the village was still up, yet they'd never called me back. Maddening. What’s the purpose?

On impulse, I stopped at Bubby Rose’s. I asked after chocolate croissants and discovered they were on their way in a few minutes, so I sat down with the paper and did some househunting while I waited and drank my cappuccino.

There were more ads than I've ever seen. We'd been talking about getting the Sunday paper for more ads, but we decided later that they must put them in on Friday in order to make appointments on the weekend.

Then the croissant came, still hot and crisp, with the chocolate melting from the tears I made in it.

This adventure made me late for work, ( but it was worth it. )

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