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Two's Daze

Just now, on the street, I saw a man from the sea.  It was unmistakeable that he was from a town by the ocean; the sand-blasted skin, the un-woeful crow’s feet from squinting into the sun, the orange tint, the stalky, thinning, but still-wavy hair.  He was wearing sandals and beach jewelry and tottering down 14th street, as though its differences from his home had so thrown him that he could barely remain upright.  

I wanted to stop him and say, “Me too—I also feel lost!  I would like to follow you back to the water!”

But instead I clipped my ID badge to my jeans and drank my coffee and proceeded towards my office, as he made his way past the Morton Williams supermarket.