There have been some images lingering in my mind lately, images that refuse to go away. They are short reminders of something yet to come, still so obscure.
One image is this: it’s early in the morning, the street is waking up. I’m going somewhere on sweat pants – my hair in a pony tail – and a take away cup of coffee.
I cannot get rid of that image, no matter how hard I try. It’s so simple, so meaningless. Yet, there it is.