I’m sorry that seeing me about to cross your path this morning frightened you. The unusually dense fog and the darkness of 6am didn’t help. I meant you no harm. I was just out for my morning walk, something I try to do every day. It helps me heal. But there was no way for you to know that. I’m especially sorry that while our paths then appeared to go in different directions, the destination was still nearly the same. I crossed the street and turned right; you walked down the street and turned... To The Woman I Frightened This Morning...
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