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Coffee: Cafe Pajaro Extra Dark, Trader Joe’s Brand
It’s the kind of day that makes you want to go swimming. Not because it’s nice weather – it’s not especially warm, it’s cloudy, there’s rain – but because you know the end of something is right around the corner and you’d rather duck your head under a layer of dark water than have to deal with tying things up.
I’ve been busy. I’ve been thinking about buying a calendar. It seems sort of silly these days when I already run so much of my life through Google, but having a physical thing to stick dates to has a certain appeal. The way I’ve been living, the days slip by faster and faster. It would be nice to acknowledge that I’ve got time, at least a little bit.
This is a quick post. I’m on my lunch break. I’ve got to work late and then there’s dinner, more writing, planning for the weekend. So this is all I’ve got right now.
Out the window I can see a steel lamppost. There are two brown leaves sitting on it. I’m pretty sure that lamppost is the most peaceful thing in the world.
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Sometimes you’re the lamp post, and sometimes you’re the dog.
Catherine Steadman, Something in the Water
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