6.30 am on the sidewalk in front of my apartment building. The pink silhouette sign is a new fixture and has a street name on that it’s pointing to, indicating there are bands and live music to be found ‘that way’. (On Friday nights and Saturday nights but not on Monday morning, of course!). The black computer bag is mine (the bicycle is not), with laundry I have to take in tonight after work in the green and white bags.
On Monday mornings I feel the end of the year rushing up to us, and I don’t know how we will get all our work done – and it’s only the end of August.
