It’s official. I have become a cliché. I am blogging at a coffee shop. Me and hundreds – no thousands – of other frustrated writers are hanging out at drinking decaf/tea/triple espresso/chai/whatever and courting our respective muses.
The truth is I have no power thanks to the first winter storm. Ergo, I have been banished to the land of the soy latte. Remember a time when we did not know what lattes were? And we certainly didn’t think of soy as milk.
If they, like me, are people watchers, they are eavesdropping on the couple obviously having the first date a few seats over. By the way, people watcher is a euphemism for nosey biatch.
The truth is I have no power thanks to the first winter storm. Ergo, I have been banished to the land of the soy latte. Remember a time when we did not know what lattes were? And we certainly didn’t think of soy as milk.
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