November 18, 2015
Fully immersed in the fantasy experience of living here. Coffee in the morning with CBC radio, sun pouring in through the kitchen window. Later, a walk down Park, stopping at the liquor store then P.A., for sundry groceries. I look up from the broccoli to see Brigitte, her friend, and Mia in the stroller. And why not? Everyone in the hood shops here. We criss-cross through the store, say hi-and-bye, go our separate ways. Still later, I go for coffee (outside in November!) and run into Linda, falling into step with her as she runs errands.