My favorite day has always been one with an overcast….
one long thick gray cloud that appears to sit motionless,
days like this make me want to go for a quiet stroll through downtown,
just a little after 9 a.m.
I laugh inwardly at some of the things that draw my attention….
like 3 empty beer bottles near the curb of the sidewalk,
evidence of a comfortable conversation between old pals,
joyously reminiscing on weekends past,
and beers shared before,
On the same corner.
I like to peek inside the antique shops and second hand stores…
the personalities of the people who keep these places never cease to amaze me,
They love to talk,
and know things,
They’re are storytellers from a past life,
and a different world…..
I’ve never been a really big coffee drinker,
but on days such as this….
I have one….
A tall caramel macchiato,
with whipped cream (of course).
I sit outside the coffee shop,
And people watch……
Cigarettes are really good during these moments.
I’m just weird like that