Coffee: Cafe Pajaro, Extra Dark, Trader Joe’s Brand
I went to the NC State Farmer’s Market. It was a broody sort of day, clouds gray and smooth like the little hairs on a cat’s belly. The rain broke when we got there. Thankfully, the market’s covered by big open bays where birds are always nesting. We walked around, smelled fresh fruit, and heard the birds. I didn’t buy anything but that’s not what I was shopping for.
My ex tells me I need to get out more, talk to people. Well, a few exes tell me that. It’s not bad advice. We got to the market with the express purpose of meeting people. I watched a friend chat with the stall owners. We tried cucumbers and strawberries. I got distracted by a broken water fountain and knelt to take a picture. When I turned around, a pin-stripe lady’s looking at me like I’ve just dropped my pants in the middle of class:
“How’s it going?” I said.
“Fine,” she said. She got going.
Hell, that’s a start, right?
Tar Baby, Toni Morrison
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