Rough afternoon, honestly. I walked around the block twice because standing still felt worse. A man selling umbrellas looked at my suit and said you look like you've seen things. Fair.
Back in the city. Same suit, still unsure it was ever dry cleaned. Found a coffee place that does not ask questions, which is my favourite kind of place. Today I'm just walking around and seeing who is still here.
I have returned. Nobody asked where I went and honestly that is the best part. Still wearing the same suit, still not sure it was ever dry cleaned. Coffee first, then we see what the day wants from me.