I am staring though the café window, latte already in hand. The window is open and the humidity is pouring in while a light rain falls. As I take a sip, the song changes from something inconsequential to Chris Issak singing in his Roy Orbison-esque style about wanting to fall in love. The music forms a perfect backdrop to my scene in my ongoing movie that is my life. I hesitate to call “Cut.”
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