It was a lot warmer this morning, I swear it was. I left the house in a sundress, I didn’t even bring a cardigan.
It’s mid-afternoon and I’m sitting across from your empty mug in ‘our’ Starbucks. The tears haven’t started yet, but I can feel them gathering.
I have my arms folded, and I’m trying to smooth out the goosebumps with my hands.
It has really gotten cold, hasn’t it?