You rattle the address for delivery like you could do it in your sleep. Remember to turn the faucet the right way, though it seems wrong, and handle the trash cans with one hand on your way out. Walk down Bedford Street easily, even though it's the wrong direction, because shouldn't you be heading up the street this time of day. The old apartment remains your home, though you've shed your skin of it long ago. Return to the East Village soot out of habit.
Old wounds take longer to heal
than you give them credit.
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