hazards of love.

The quiet dance of the cello plays lightly overhead as the foam and espresso settles on my tongue with its rich tingle. I have just taken a seat at a table in the back of the cafe and have spotted a well-worn childhood classic on the chair in front of me, and I wonder where the wild things actually are...It did not take long for the music to change and I am now listening to the soulful voice of Cat Power as I moments ago had rested my pen and chose not to dilute my thoughts, as I too often do. I can't help it this time... I know I'm single. I will just let my mind rest there for a while... Sitting quietly in the company of my thoughts, I bring the cup back to meet my lips and stare out the window. My place in this moment in time could be defined here and now by a beautiful ellipses in italics. I am thinking of everything and nothing at the same time....I love a clouded sky that brings the promise of rain.I love a coconut latte that warms my heart with its rich foam and smooth flavors.I am fond of childhood memories and books that capture that essence.But I'm only human, and I can't help but long for more.I could do this... I could live in a city.One with large stone houses and brick sidewalks... coffeeshops on the corner across from the used bookstore... making plans to meet up with the one I love to discuss the triviality of the day and dream about days to come.I suppose though that I must continue to stare out the windowand wonder when the rains might fall...

Currently: listening to The Hazards of Love by The Decemberistsspecifically... Isn't It A Lovely Night?