Here I sit again. Instead of my old friend the table and chair welcoming me today, they have met some new friends that have now replaced me. They look like nice people, but I really miss my chair friend and my table companion. Today I notice an old acquaintance just behind my friends of old. This one is red and soft. No arms and just a simple table with a lamp next to it. Today…I am drawn to this one night stand of a chair and return to see if I really want it to be my next coffee house pleasure. I sit in its lap and remember why I loved it so the first time I sat down. I now have a new friend in this red lap of luxury. I peruse the menu board in hopes of something new. Something that will awaken my pallet from normalcy. However, I see Mr. Yirgachaffe again and remember how good he has been to me. So he is what I choose once again. Unlike the morning, the chaos welcomes me in today. It has been here since the wee hours of the morning and it smiles at me gently as I walk into its presence. I set my things at my feet and pull out the top for my lap. I turn it on and the little apple glows and makes that noise I so love to here. I am supposed to be writing something quite different at the moment, but cannot seem to make my cranial regions or digits get in that mode. So I find myself rambling about nothing more than a quaint coffee shop that has now been given human characteristics.
People intrigue me in this environment. Conversations are had at a moderate level of volume. It is almost as if people want you to lend your stalking ear to their oh so “private” lives and long to know more about them. I put in my ear buds and drown them out. But…when the music stops I get snippets of life. One guy across from me has done the same. However, he must be watching Youtube or Vimeo. He laughs out loud repeatedly and seems to be in a world that no one else is in. One of my best friends on the planet is literally less than four feet away from me, yet we are both silent and mesmerized by a glowing screen in front of us. That seems like the mantra of our lives. There are some that want you to hear them talk, but don’t want you to respond. Then their are others that simply want to be in their own ear budded world. Not letting you in, but laughing to themselves. Then there are those of us so consumed by our little glowing pieces of technology that we forget that their is a world around us that is screaming for us to interact with. If these walls could utter an audible word to me…they would scream…GET UP AND INTERACT WITH THOSE THAT ARE AROUND YOU!!! So…with that said…

