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On the way home, two traffic lights went out as I drove under them, right after each other.

Later ‘Take it Easy’ by The Eagles played on the radio.

Now outside there is a snow sky.

It is the first snow of the year. Silently over the next few hours a little white blanket will cover the outside like a death shroud. A beautiful, soft, gentle, poetic death shroud.

I thought I would hate him,

When he told me he didn’t want me after feeding me homemade vegetarian tacos.

…But I don’t.

I gathered my things without looking at him, walked around checking rooms and cupboards, put on coat and shoes, brushed my teeth without looking at him.

Thought I’d walk right past him without saying a word but nicely handed the key over. A change from the times I threw it. Smiled into his eyes. “Better luck next time.”

Now I know why he didn’t open the bottle of wine I commented on during dinner.

And why there was only one wine glass out.