I woke this morning to see the dawn light up the bay sky – seventeen years ago, I could lie in my bed on Mason Street and see the same view. I got to the office before 7AM and couldn’t find my key – but I’ve changed key chains maybe five times in the past seven years and so where is that key?
In my mind my dreams from last night floated through my conscious as if something had happened that I hadn’t taken care of – some realization I hadn’t yet dealt with – or recognized – or I forget, what was it again that I was doing, or where am I going, or who am I now?
Pumpkins are everywhere. Is it already the end of 2007?