This morning I took the long way to the bakery—down the alley behind the old cinema where someone's planted rows of herbs in mismatched terracotta pots. The rosemary smelled sharp in the cold air, almost medicinal. A woman in a paint-stained apron was watering them with a dented kettle, humming something I didn't recognize. She looked up, nodded, and I nodded back. No words, just the silent acknowledgment that we were both awake too early on a Saturday.

I've been experimenting with my walking routes lately. Same neighborhood, different sequences. Today I tried left-right-left instead of my usual right-left-right pattern from the apartment door. Sounds absurd when I write it down, but it completely changed what I noticed. New graffiti on the electric box. A house number I'd never registered. A cat sleeping in a window I'd always walked past on the opposite side.

At the bakery, the guy ahead of me ordered "a coffee and, uh, one of those… round things." The barista didn't blink. "Croissant or donut?" The man squinted at the case like he was defusing a bomb. "The flaky one." I appreciated his commitment to vague terminology. We've all been there, brain not quite online, pointing at baked goods like a toddler.

I brought my coffee to the park bench with the wonky slat—the one that creaks if you sit too far left. Watched the light change on the brick building across the street, the way it went from flat gray to almost copper as the sun finally cleared the roofline. I stayed longer than I meant to. My coffee went lukewarm. Forgot I'd planned to be productive today.

On the way back, I tried memorizing one new detail. Today's was the number on a bright blue door: 47B. Tomorrow I'll see if I remember it without looking. A tiny game to keep my eyes from glazing over on familiar streets.

Maybe next weekend I'll take the bus one stop past my usual and walk back through somewhere I don't know yet. Or maybe I'll finally try that route by the canal everyone mentions. It's strange how you can live somewhere for months and still have whole streets you've never turned down.

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