I don’t know why, but I feel the need to type some stuff here. It’s probably mundane but it’s nice to share what goes on in your head with other human “beans.”
Yesterday I had this glorious plan to go hiking on House Mountain (never been), but my friend had to take her car to her mechanic before she could come over. I thought I’d go buy some new pajamas for a pajama party while waiting, only to discover that my car would not start. Got jumped, got a new battery (120$!) and came back to wait for her. Fell asleep on the couch and by the time she was free I was completely over hiking in the cold even though I had many layers on. At that point, I went and bought some black and white plaid fleece PJs that I love. Sometimes you make a random purchase and then really pat yourself on the back for it later -this was one. Met up with my friend at Barnes and Noble and did that thing I do at bookstores, which is grab a huge pile of books and magazines and a coffee and flip through them and add ones of interest to my Amazon wish list (and I always return everything to where it goes). Most of the time, I never buy them from my Amazon list but it somehow satiates my book collecting desires. It is usually an activity I do alone, so it was nice to have some company.
Went to the PJ party, played Cards Against Humanity (very fun) and watched the Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia which was quite sobering.
This morning my son requested I take him downtown for his gaming thing. I walked over to Old City Java and sat for quite a while. The place was packed and full of conversations which was odd, since friends and I had remarked just a couple days ago how quiet it is there.. For the first while, I sat with a drip coffee and read over two paper journals from the past couple of years. A couple next to me was having some sort of lovers quarrel which was awkward because I felt like they felt I was listening, and, well, I was, because I was sitting 2 feet away. So, I put my headphones on and finished listening to On Being on NPR. The host was talking to Jon Kabat-Zinn about mindfullness. Soon, the couple both got out of their chairs and the girl stormed out the door and the guy followed, leaving their cups on their table. On the other side of me sat a mom and her young son (probably 8 or 9) who was 20 pages or so away from the end of his book…in that zone where you simply must finish it. Of course, it made me reflect on my son and I and time we spent in coffee shops and made me miss when he was smaller.
I got up and moved to a table near an outlet so I could plug in my laptop, but ended up writing in my moleskine journal instead. Two men (20s-ish) were at the table near me and I overheard their conversation. One was saying how lonely he was and talked about his living situation and being in school etc. The other one was just asking a lot of questions and eventually they were discussing a girl and I, for some reason, I found it really interesting to overhear two young men discuss loneliness and complicated relationships. It’s not that I don’t think men do that, but I’ve never overheard such a conversation between two guys.
Then I went to Mast General and wandered around a bit, buying a lovely indigo rug for my bathroom and 2 quilted handle thingies for my cast iron skillet. I plan to master cast iron cooking at some point y’see. Then I drove down to see the new Nostalgia on McCalla. Lots of pretty things. I got stuck looking at the lovely old books on display from Central Ave Books and thinking of someone. I was trying to concentrate on being in the moment and living in the present and blah blah blah but it’s not so easy when you are surrounded by old things reminding you of old times.