YES, that means you. What are you doing, right now. How did you get there? What do you do for work? Do you like it? Hate it? WHY?
Who reads this blog? Who else writes? I need to know, and I haven’t been pushy enough with this.
Are you drinking coffee right now? Do you not drink coffee or espresso or anything with caffeine in it? Why the fuck not and how do you do that?
More discussion… more. Anywhere I can find it…
Not many people in this Santa Rosa Starbucks. And I’m so caffeinated I could probably skip over this building and Highway 12 right next to it.
What do I write, now? What do you write? Do you? How do you break out of some stall or rut? Don’t want to say ‘writer’s block’, but yeah that.
Person I know working here, who I used to see working at another Starbucks close to somewhere I used to live (blah blah blah….), arranging something on a shelf, then back behind counter. Not moving fast. When do they have to be here, Baristas? I’ve always been fascinated by them, or anyone who wakes up super early and starts producing, making money…. My friend with her charcuterie business, 3-something AM. How does she do that? What would change in my story and reality if I did that? If I ran more like I used to or went to the gym like my friend Abraham… or like Dad did when a pilot, tired and navigating a big-ass aircraft full of people.
The people waking at unusually early hours more than just intrigue me… I’m obsessed with them. I want to be one of them. ARE YOU ONE OF THEM? If so, how do you do it? How do you go from being to being such a being?