This morning while walking to synagogue, there was a distinct chill in the air. The crisp smell reminded me of the cusp of autumn. Suddenly I envisioned myself walking city streets in a pea coat and scarf, hair straight, denim blue. It felt like the Upper East Side and a memory of a memory. Walking alone to meet someone - a lover perhaps - for brunch at a sidewalk cafe.
The summer heat started to creep into my daydream as I was taken out with a sweat. Another possibility in life. Another option designed to confuse.
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