Brewberry's. I haven't sat to write in a coffee shop for awhile--quite
awhile. For one thing, I have mostly been off coffee since April; just
starting again now with the occasional decaf.
One thing that occurred to me as I was biking was that if I want write
regularly, I may need go back to the coffee shop scene. I could drink
tea. But idea of going somewhere else besides home to do something
works. The question is how to work it in.
This morning is a bit like a mini-vacation. I got up at the usual time
and did the usual things, including biking to work, though with a
slight variation. Biked along the river road to Hidden Falls-Crosby
Farms-I 35E and then along Shepard Road to work.
I was in early, before six. I was there to get the phone number of
notary who was to come to our house for a closing on a refinance. Last
evening, Dorothea and I were going over the faxed summary documents
that I had gotten earlier in the day. I was expressing my misgivings.
She had lots of questions. Plus, the magnitude of her and Madeline
leaving today for the last two days of the Rag Brie was just catching
up with her. Her suggestion: postpone. So that is what I did from the
phone in my cube--leave a message on Notary Joe's cellphone. It was
about 6:30 AM.
I am interested in the notion of getting energized to write because of
the men's group I am in. Time will tell.
--
David
www.schons.net
