So I'm just sitting here when twenty years go by
I'm taking some time off work - because I have to. I also should but I'm doing mostly because the company has decreed that we can't all just sit around building up our holiday time. So I have a week to catch up on all of those things I've been putting aside and so far I have not managed to catch up at all. I have, however, started several new things that will eat up time. I'm quickly finding out how busy I was when I was unemployed. Even without the giant sinkhole of "work" there isn't enough time to do all of the things I want to do.
So what am I doing right now? Just sitting in Continental Coffee on the Drive, typing words that only I will read - me and google and the NSA, but other than that, only me - when all of a sudden this old guy walks past the window and I know his name is Brian. In a moment he has passed by but he's old and that means that I must be too because we're about the same age. How strange.
And now I am looking out of the window and I see, in a car that has just pulled up outside the coffee shop, a woman who I had coffee next to yesterday on the other side of town. Is there a coffee shop circuit that I'm unwittingly a part of? I'd ponder upon it but I have to go in a moment to meet someone down the street.
So what am I doing right now? Just sitting in Continental Coffee on the Drive, typing words that only I will read - me and google and the NSA, but other than that, only me - when all of a sudden this old guy walks past the window and I know his name is Brian. In a moment he has passed by but he's old and that means that I must be too because we're about the same age. How strange.
And now I am looking out of the window and I see, in a car that has just pulled up outside the coffee shop, a woman who I had coffee next to yesterday on the other side of town. Is there a coffee shop circuit that I'm unwittingly a part of? I'd ponder upon it but I have to go in a moment to meet someone down the street.