Tuesday, March 22, 2011

golden

There's more people than I'm used to here at the usual coffeeshop hangout, as I finish up my take-home quiz, drink ginger peach green tea, attempt to restructure the purgatorial novel along the lines of 'Dubliners,' scrawl feeble attempts at verse, and relish the solitude among texting teens, undergrads studying calculus, and a crew of middle-aged regulars.

It's nice to be somewhere where nobody knows your name but it's not unfriendly. The only person who's tried to talk to me was a bum who said I looked like a writer and tried to sell me a four-color pen in exchange for bus fare.

I keep thinking it's warmer than it is, not looking forward to going back outside because a thermal and a hoodie doesn't cut it yet. I don't want to go back out into the cold when it's so warm and golden in here, with the Christmas lights and the buzz of caffeine, the hum of indistinguishable conversation and muted music.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

we are due another round of snow tonight and i can't face it but what's the choice really? enjoy yer glow

Randal Graves said...

You better ace that take home quiz. How else can you hope to win the future?

thatgirl said...

dmf,
I'm used to unpredictable weather (hellooo lake effect), and it won't be anything crazy so I should be ok.

Randal,
don't know if the history of medieval West Africa has much to do with Winning the Future. However, China's been buying up farmland and uranium mines in something resembling 21st century colonization. So maybe.

Randal Graves said...

African smartypants thought they were off the hook, USA wins again once we convince China to forgive all our debt which I'm sure they will.

Anonymous said...

well i was spared the white stuff this morn, the lake effect here mostly comes down off of ontario but we get some crossfire via erie/buffalo, so just our usual grey upon grey overcast skies, some kind of nordic hell minus the darkthroning

thatgirl said...

I've come to love the grey skies and clouds quite a bit, maybe because it's familiar and comforting in a weird sort of way.