Tomorrow, Perhaps, 1/3

The cobbles hurt, even through his boots, so he was not dreaming. The night air was chilly, the shadows chillier, but he must walk into one, un tempted by lighted windows. A blurred shadow between shop fronts seemed to him the hoped for portal into another world and he tried to walk into the near dark, but heard a voice from within it say 'We're closed. Be open tomorrow.

Tomorrow came and he came back . As before he walked into the shadows, and as before the voice behind the door said indignantly 'Tomorrow.' Then added 'You were just here!'