I came to Starbucks today to write. It's a rainy Monday here in the south and I think my whole town is here with me. I want to sit at a table where I can put my laptop, but they are all occupied. I scan the room and find a seat in the corner, so I take it. My laptop on my knees and my coffee next to me....I'm ready for some creative writing to take place...
I don't know if any of you frequently visit Starbucks, but I may be slightly addicted. I love a good cup of coffee and yes, there are days I drink one too many lattes! Usually, I am in and out with coffee in hand.
Today, I came to sit and get my thoughts from my head to paper. I look around and wonder how are these folks sitting here with laptops and headphones typing away? The jazz music is coming through the speakers and there is a buzz of conversation filling the room. I hear folks ordering non-fat lattes, some with coffee names longer than the alphabet. I hear orders that have no fat, no milk, no sugar....it sounds like a mystery in a cup! I see men in business suits concentrating hard on their computer screens; I see ladies in yoga pants working diligently. I even see doctors in scrubs with their laptops and headphones working away.
Here I sit, watching everyone while searching for my same drive to concentrate; to block out the music, the conversation, the distractions. I wonder do these folks come here often? Do they work? Are they trying to write like me? It's an interesting crowd. I could sit people watching being content and entertained. Then I think about my goal and why I came here today. I'm supposed to be working. I'm snapped back into reality and begin typing away. Before I know it, it's way past the time I allotted myself to be here. I quickly pack up, run in the pouring rain to my car. I have twenty minutes to get my youngest from preschool. It was an interesting day. I may not have written as much as I hoped. There are so many kinds of interesting people; so many kinds that all look busy while sitting there with their computers. This may seem odd, but it makes me giggle thinking about it.
Wherever your day took you; wherever your head wandered...I hope that you were able to be productive. I'm not sure if I will make a habit of writing in a public place. We'll see. For today, I enjoyed it and I was able to observe some folks that made me laugh, some that intrigued me and some that made me say, "Huh?"
Fill your paper with breathings from your heart ~ William Wordsworth
Hi I'm Jen, married to my best friend for 15 1/2 years and a Mom to 3 beautiful, energetic girls. This blog is about life, learning to live with Grace and Girls Raised In The South (GRITS). Thanks for spending some time in my small part of the world! I hope you find a story you can relate to and you'll want to come back!
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