So here I am again in one of my favourite cafes.
Sitting, typing, listening to what goes on. Trying to fight the desire to write the right sentences or paragraphs for a new book project.
Many people including me are now practising the language of 'coffeeing'. We order exciting if not exotic things. And we do it in a louder voice.
It is inevitable not to draw comparisons between how we used to come here. Before the world pandemic, myself I rushed to type things that were already on my notes. I could spend hours here. I felt there was not much outside I wanted to do.
Today, I am longing to finish this, to walk around, to breathe, or maybe sit outside and type in a more relaxed manner.
People are louder, things are flourishing again, and so am I.
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