Coffee with ice cubs floating in my cup is sitting on the
table ready for me to drink it away. Because I am one of those people who loves
their coffee cold. Recently I’ve decided that the blacker the iced coffee the
better. Hold the sugar and chocolate it gives me nothing but a headache and
the need to buy new trousers to accommodate my ever growing lower half. Ahem.
When I look out the window I see the old brick buildings
that decorate our town, but I wish I was seeing sandstone glistening in the sun,
so tall and erect. (oh town I miss you)
People are coming out
of the doughnut shop across the street at an alarming rate. Maybe I crave ice
cream like its going out of style, but never do I crave doughnuts and would
rather eat greasy fried mozzarella sticks
than greasy fried bread.
Call me miss ridiculous and you won’t be telling a
falsehood.
Random bits of conversation are floating around me. Words of
intensity and then some words of light heartiness and then some words of just
really nothing in particular value, but it certainly of course makes a person
feel better to say them.
I’m sitting
in my favorite coffee shop at the table right next to the stage where they will
have live music tonight. My distracted personality is having a hard time
focusing on my own tasks rather then just observing the activity around me.
I’ve come here to write, because that is what all the vogue writers
do you know. Probably to be really in
style I should have brought a typewriter since vintage is such the fad these
days, but umm a typewriter doesn’t work very well for blogging. For obvious
reasons.
Since the subject of writing has come up I should apologize for
not writing. My absence is inexcusable and at the same time
unexplainable. My journal also has been
sadly neglected and well I suppose these last few weeks have been a season of
not writing. Nothing really terrible is going on that I could blame but maybe
its just the all the change of life that makes not write.
All this to say that I miss writing like Oreo cookies miss their
milk and I do hope you won’t find me not writing so much any time soon.
Like anything in this life you have to be intentional to write. Time with friends, to do lists, and writing is all left undone when your not intentional.
Maybe its time for me to do less face book stalking and more texting and messaging to see how people really are. Time for a bit less pinteresting and more writing down pieces of my life.
Sitting in this coffee shop has been balm to my soul to remind me to stop and look around at life instead of always looking at the computer. Strangely there is a life outside of the computer. You just have to find it.
If you will excuse me I think I will go and do more looking and less hiding. Even though hiding from life seems to be the convenient and easy thing to do, but looking without fail will always bring adventure.
Tell me about those adventures you have. No adventure is too small to proclaim adventure.
Like anything in this life you have to be intentional to write. Time with friends, to do lists, and writing is all left undone when your not intentional.
Maybe its time for me to do less face book stalking and more texting and messaging to see how people really are. Time for a bit less pinteresting and more writing down pieces of my life.
Sitting in this coffee shop has been balm to my soul to remind me to stop and look around at life instead of always looking at the computer. Strangely there is a life outside of the computer. You just have to find it.
If you will excuse me I think I will go and do more looking and less hiding. Even though hiding from life seems to be the convenient and easy thing to do, but looking without fail will always bring adventure.
Tell me about those adventures you have. No adventure is too small to proclaim adventure.
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