Thursday, July 05, 2007

I'm in a new city separated from Susannah. I walk down the street looking for her and pass some boutique shops. I see a kid's store and wonder if Susannah's been there. I walk up the hill and pass a ethnic drum shop and some craft stores.

I wander into a bar/improv theater and leave my cell phone at the back bulletin board. I go upstairs and get wrangled into participating in an act. When it ends, a woman next to me (a troupe member) holds my hand and we bow together.

I head back down stairs and there's a message from Susannah on the bulletin board. I can't quite read it but the woman back there hands me my cell back. I check my text messages and see that she's left me a recipe on it.


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