Coffee: Cafe Pajaro Extra Dark Roast, Trader Joe’s brand
Another long one. Work dragged like a crabbing operation. There were few customers. The branch had big ceilings and I always get uncomfortable below big ceilings. What’s up there? What are you hiding?
I’ll admit it, I’m a short man.
Thank god or whatever else for the long weekend. The week stumbles forward like a drunk man on rollerskates.
Americanah, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson
“I am old, Gandalf. I don’t look it, but I am beginning to feel it in my heart of hearts. Well-preserved indeed! Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.” – J.R.R. Tolkein, Lord of the Rings
Coffee: Organic Sumatra Blend, Trader Joe’s Brand
I drove to North Hills for a new job at 8:30. Orientation was in the same conference room as my interview. A pretty woman my age talked about the papers and her three cats and then we were both surprised when a raven landed on the window sill and started knocking. “Another new hire?” I said. The raven didn’t stick around to discuss benefits.
After the morning, work took me training in Fuquay-Varina. It was my first time in the city and everything was fast food. At lunch, when I asked for good spots to go, my coworkers said “Wendys-BurgerKing-Bojangles-Chickfila” then got super pumped when they remembered we’ve got a Sheetz. It made me like them all a lot.
Driving home, strip-malls broken by the Recession gave way to greenhouses and affluent orchards. Pretty, insignificant places.
The Pardoner’s Tale, by John Wain; The book came from a friend’s fast-packed apartment before she moved. It found its way to me so I guess I better read it.
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”- J.R.R. Tolkien