Three years out, a Monday morning

The apartment is quieter in the mornings now. I make coffee before anything else, slowly, no rushing, and something lighter has settled into the days, though I am not sure exactly when it arrived.

Mid-October, year two

I just got back from the market, the one on the corner near the blue awning that I walk past most Saturdays now. Picked up tomatoes and a bunch of flowers I did not need at all, and walked home slowly in the sun.

A Thursday in the new place

South-facing windows, so every afternoon the whole room goes this warm gold colour. I keep stopping whatever I am doing just to notice it for a moment.

Wednesday, early evening

Finished work at a reasonable time and walked home the long way. Stopped for groceries, cooked something simple, ate at the table with the window open.

Three years out

The apartment is quieter now. I make coffee before anything else.

Mid-October

I stopped at the market on the corner and picked up flowers on a whim. Put them on the kitchen table and they made the whole place feel different.

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From: your future self

Subject: June 14, 2029, the market and the long way home

I woke up before my alarm and did not mind. Made coffee and sat outside for a bit while it was still cool, then got to work around nine feeling reasonably human. Had a good day honestly. One meeting in the morning that was actually worth having, finished everything by three, and decided to walk home the long way through the market. I picked up tomatoes and some bread and a bunch of flowers I spotted near the entrance that I did not plan on getting but they were there and I wanted them. Met Marco for dinner at the place on Via Torino. I had the pasta, he had the fish, and we stayed way too long talking about nothing much. I walked back slowly and got home just before ten. With love, Future You

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