Bergen Again
Saturday, September 22nd, 2007Feeling invisible today. Earlier, I was staring out the window of a cafe as passersby with dripping umbrellas strolled by on the wet cobblestone. Soothing, rainy-day background music played. I was alone at a counter, empty except for a plate and mug near my elbow, my crumpled napkin and some crumbs and alfalfa sprouts on the plate and foam remnants in the mug. [read on]