The longer I'm away the more I am aware of the subtle shifts in my comfort zone. I can almost hear the squeaky, stretching noises as the seams of the envelope of my previous life start to come apart - sometimes with a gentle nudge from others.
Tracy and I were in Augsburg, window shopping. It was cold and I needed a new jacket. "No, not a fleece!" warned Tracy when she saw me heading towards a sporting goods shop. "Fleece is for Boulder. You live in Paris now. Let's find you something more appropriate, more stylish!"
A few minutes later a shop window caught our attention. Ah, this shows promise. Let's go in here. Half an hour later, and with a nudge from Tracy, I've found a jacket that I like.
Cool jacket!
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