A Sense-memory This Sunny Morning

Shaving in the bathroom with the window slightly open. A cool fresh breeze coming in, putting me back to the ’70s, shaving in my parents’ old walk-up apartment in Winnipeg. An even chillier summer breeze coming in off the river. Feeling a rightness about it all. Home again with parents, my mother getting breakfast ready, the radio on. Another humid day ahead.

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