Did I really come up with today’s prompt? I have nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Like so many things, it seemed like a great idea at the time. Now? Not so great.
And now, while I try to come up with something (anything!), I decide that writing at home today is a bad idea because there are too many distractions. What’s really happening now is that “or else” has really begun to mean, “write something and post it or else you’re going to be late for work”. Pretty lame.
So I leave the house and decide to go to that great little cafe down the street. It’s calm and spacious there. They have windows facing the park and you can watch the snow fall while you try to come up with a paragraph or two for today’s prompt.
But when I get there, there’s a sign on the door:
** MOVED TO 1032 Mont-Royal Avenue **
Since when?? I guess I haven’t been loyal enough to know. Ok, we still have time. Let’s check it out.
So I walk the extra three blocks and find the new locale. Of course it’s no longer the same. The cafe is now a long narrow rectangle and has just 2 small windows at the front. There is no room for seating at the front.
I sucks and I haven’t even ordered yet. But I will order, because I’m running out of time and need to write something. Anything.
I get my coffee. The moment of truth. It’s still good.
There’s one seat left. This place is so small that the majority of us have to share a long picnic table that runs down the center of the room. There isn’t enough room between the other tables so people are constantly brushing past.
“Excuse me. Sorry. Excuse me. Pardon.”
Highly annoying and not conducive to writing in the least. But I better start or else I’m going to be late.