I went down to Tully’s and was lucky to get a window seat – some people left just as I was ordering and I threw my bag on the chair. A short ice latté and a chocolate chip cookie and wrote some journal stuff.
There was a foreign girl sitting at one of the tables and she reminded me of someone. She looked at me when I got the seat, but I’m not sure if it was a:
“You bastard, I was going to sit there when those people left…”
kind of look, or a:
“Oh, hello other foreigner, wouldn’t it be fun to talk to a stranger over a coffee for a while and then go our separate ways, our life lines meeting for a brief time, perhaps never to cross again, but fate brought us together at this time and at this place, maybe there is something we can share that will enhance our lives some how, and even if there isn’t it still interesting to talk to a stranger…”
Perhaps she was thinking the former…
As usual the place filled up soon after I sat down. I much prefer empty cafes and Tully’s was getting mighty crowded. I drank up and decided I had time to go to the bank and buy those dollars.

It was hot today, in fact it was bloody hot, in fact it was so bloody hot today that I can't adequately describe just how bloody well hot it was today, in fact I think the heat has addled my poor brain, so if you'll excuse me I think I'd better have a cup of tea and a lie down...