undated found note

...written by me in pencil at least 10 years ago on pattern making paper as I'm sorting through my possessions in preparation for the move :

I sat at cafe and read Anais's diary, which I hadn't done in a long time. I was surrounded by men, the entire place was taken over by men. Outside it was quite cold and icy, so I felt good and safe sitting by the glass-enclosed fireplace. There were so many men that the occasional woman who would come in looked strange, exotic, like a creature that had strayed from her native habitat. And yet the fire felt so good.

We shift and change, and so life shifts and changes for us.