In wintertime I saw a woman in her 50s more often than not anytime I went to the cafe. Besides Sundays, I went everyday so she noticed me as well. Go to the cafe that often and you begin recognizing who comes regularly. Begin to notice out of those regulars...

At the edge of evening, darkness fell without warning. Similar to the toad inside the pot, by the time you noticed night, day had gone and you couldn't even recall the point at which it switched over. I noticed this lack of noticing most when driving on 131.

This one...