I went walking today in the this afternoon, with the practical excuse of going out to get some food, but really just for the taste of serenity a good shower-walk provides. I walked downtown and then back here, stopping at my favourite natural foods store. As I had just checked out, the casheer, handing me my receipt said, “Keep on rocking in the free world,” which amused me and made me wish every casheer would provide service with a song lyric like this fellow. I’d certainly feel compelled to shop at stores with employees who used better lyrics for their receipt handover.
If there’s one lesson I really should have learned by now, it’s to always save writings periodicly. This morning I had a lengthy entry written when the window suddenly closed, leaving the entry lost in so many on and off bits. I’ll write again about my Friday, the topic of that entry soon, but now I have a book and a comfortable couch calling me.
3 comments on “Savouring a Hope”
Well, someday we really must meet and go for coffee. I think knowing is different from assumption. I know you love coffee, so I’d not need to assume.
I wouldn’t say I’m feeling lonely so much as thinking, “Hey, wouldn’t it be nice to have someone to share this moment with? Wouldn’t cinnamon coffee taste better with someone else?”
I do hope you’ll find a way to overcome your loneliness, though. I’m sure it’s terribly to suffer through.
I think I need a program that will autosave for me. That would make things so much easier and less prone for disaster.
If you ever want to try cinnamon coffee, add a couple tea spoons to your grounds. It’s wonderful, really.
I certainly didn’t intend the comment to sound full of anything but compassion.
Ah, I’m sorry you took it that way.