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The Temerity of that Woman

“The temerity she has. I wouldn’t dare.” Of course you wouldn’t, you’re not me.

I wasn’t going to write twice today. I looked over at my husband and told him, just an hour ago, that I would not get ahead of myself. I’d stick to creating one new habit at a time…this time.

But then, one more cup of coffee. I’ll go through my WordPress reader and see what others are putting out into the universe.

Inspiration comes. And for once, I stop and take up the baton.

Thank you, Sammi Cox for starting the race.

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And to A Dalectable Life for passing it on. Your Hindsight is 20/20 Vision was relatable.

She had the temerity…

To speak up, spend more, order that drink.

What do I have the temerity to do?

To expect that when I speak, write, post, or text, someone will respond.

That’s too much to ask, they say.

Say what you want to say, and let it go.

But then, what’s the point of saying anything at all?

To have put my own thoughts into the world.

I have a page of short stories here that desperately needs attention. Maybe this will be the year I unleash the creativity, stop being so timid, and have the temerity to do what I really want to do, say what I need to say.

Would you Like to Meet for Coffee?

“Coffeehouses allowed people to get together for conversations, entertainment, and business, inspiring agreements, poetry, and irreverence in equal measure. So important did the brew become in Turkey that a lack of sufficient coffee provided grounds for a woman to see a divorce.”

Uncommon Grounds by Mark Pendergrast

“Would you like to meet for coffee and talk?”

A question I love to hear directed at me, even complete strangers. There’s just something to exciting about the prospect. Little did I know how much it meant to me until this year.

What is it about sitting together in a busy coffeeshop, chatting together that just seems to stimulate ideas? I’ve always had the best conversations in these conditions. From reminiscing old times, or catching up on each other’s lives, to creating something together, so many things can happen over a cup of coffee.

The one thing I miss the most right now, after 9 months of bullshit, is going for coffee. Don’t get me wrong, I still go. And there are things I like about picking up coffee and a muffin and sitting in the car and chatting. It’s nice that I don’t have to watch my language or keep the conversation clean, but it’s not the same.

The energy is missing.

You can’t eye flirt with a stranger across the room. You can’t accidently bump into that cute person as you get back to your table. You can’t overhear someone else’s weird conversation and wonder what kind of craziness goes on between them. And what about people watching?!

There are no “warm-ups”. And what if I need another cookie or a piece of pie?

I know it may sound crazy, but I feel like a huge part of my life is dying out and it makes me sad beyond belief. How do we meet new people if we can’t sit at coffeehouse and chat?!

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