A pause for remembering
Starbucks. Hardly a shop I would frequent normally. However I was given a gift card while in America last year and I’ve been using it when traveling. A cold damp Saturday morning in Manchester provided the perfect opportunity to sit and ponder life with a mug of hot coffee. Coffee itself is a treat, for me.
Past life. Past city life. Flashing past. Coloured thoughts. Theater and meals. Ten speed bike. Hole-in-the-wall cash. Red double deckers. Double yellow lines. Traffic Wardens!
Nothing to regret.
I have been out and about travelling for nearly two weeks. So many people. Your kindness and friendship valued. I’ve been talking and thinking about communication. Hopefully I’ll voice my thoughts.