I have started and stopped a post a couple of times this evening. I began writing while I was sitting outside the Starbucks in Hurst and deleted what I wrote. I drove to the Barnes & Noble because I decided 2 hours was a little too long to sit out in my car waiting for a youth event to end. I wanted to read anyways so what better place to go?
I started working on my post again, but the noisy reader next to me was entirely too distracting. I don’t know what she ate or what she was reading, but something was definitely going on over there that was entirely too noisy for a reading and writing corner.
I’m home now and it’s just too late for the post that was on my mind. It’s a post I’ve pondered for a couple of days with little success in putting it into words on a page. Maybe these thoughts are just for me this time.
Or maybe its still percolating…hey, maybe that is what that woman was doing next to me…percolating.