I had a meeting this morning, 9AM at the Finger Lakes Gifts and Lounge, but why am I so formal, The Flounge! The meeting was productive, but more importantly, it was with a friend and I thoroughly enjoyed the conversation...and the great coffee in a gigantic mug.
The meeting ended as quickly as it began, and I now stood alone apart from the two young women behind the counter. On a cold bright morning I confess, I like being alone. The coffee was still warm, so I ordered toast with peanut butter and strawberry jam and returned to my seat to ponder life quietly for a few moments before engaging the day. Marshall Tucker's "Can't You See," was playing in the background and it made me smile - I used to have it on a cassette tape mix back when we still had tapes. People came in, people left, no matter to me...the world this morning was mine alone as I sat quietly sipping slowly between bites of Normal Bread's best on this Saturday morning.
The sun streamed in through the full glass storefront and I though of a line from one of my favorite movies, The Lake House,"He must be captivated by the light. Always the light. Always." I looked beyond the panes of glass, mesmerized for a moment by the drips falling like brilliant diamonds tumbling off the canvas awning. The radiant stream made its way across my table silently; a silence wonderfully disturbed by the music still in the background and I found myself somewhere else. Nostalgia had taken over and it was now 1987, August 23rd to be precise. "Tuesday's gone with the wind..." captured me, brought me back to the Lynyrd Skynyrd Reunion Tour at the fair grounds, a beautiful evening so long ago, and I was happy to be there again. Too soon the song ended and I was again left with a reminiscent smile. My eyes explored the space now, the old Guards Cards building with it's black and white tiled floor, the painted design on the ceiling, the endless glass cabinets above. I probably stayed too long, but sometimes that down time is just what one needs. And the music was perfect...Tuesday's Gone, Let It Be, Saw Her Standing There, House of the Rising Sun, Band on the Run, Simple Man, Down on the Corner... (I've left out the singers - If you don't know them I'm not writing for you anyway!).
I'm home now, and everyone is awake. Life is going on, and that pleases me. The morning though, the morning was special. It makes me think of this great quote, "Life isn't made up of atoms, it's made up of tiny stories..." Thanks for reading mine.