There are a lot of activities I don't think of Amanda Waldron doing. Coffee Shop-ing is one of them. Somehow, in my mind, myself and a coffe shop don't click. Don't you have to like coffee? Aren't you supposed to have an ounce of trend to participate? Shouldn't I be smoking a pipe and reading Dickens?
But I come, and often. The Bitter End is within walking distance, but more ofter then not I find myself at The Sparrows in East Town. Thankfully both shops carry a great seletion of teas.
I came today, after church and a little work. I wasn't ready to call it a night, so stopped by and ran into some people I'd beginning to get to know. This city is beginning to feel smaller. Finally after (what) five years, I'm beginning to feel like I'm carving a small nitch. It sometimes feels like I've been crawing and crying for my own space in this town, but other times, like today I can turn in at night in MY city.
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