
I don't particularly want to work today. After I grabbed something for lunch, I ended up in the Starbucks. I got a 'large' coffee - they gave me a grande - and settled down with the local free city paper (called Westword in Denver. In Baltimore, they just called it the City Paper.). I sipped coffee, and read with the large tabloid newspaper spread across my lap. Quiet, restful, relaxing... I didn't like having to fold up the paper and head back upstairs to work.
I'd gotten to the back of the paper, starting to look through the classified ads. Men looking for women, Women looking for men, either looking for oddness. Personal messages - 'i saw u last week and wished we could be together again', 'You were the guy leaving the Cherry Creek Mall with 4 girlfriends, I held the door open, our eyes connected'. Lonely people trying to connect with a chance they let slip by. Whoever had been reading this copy before me had gone through the employment section, circling various waiter jobs with a pink pen.
I don't *feel* like working. I'd rather sit quietly and read in a coffee shop, browse through a bookstore, people-watch in a mall. It's a rainy cool day, and I don't want to do - just to be.