A Life in Waiting

So far I’ve written three different opening lines for this post. Why? Because I am sitting in the Peekskill Coffee House attempting to get some much needed writing done and there are distractions EVERYWHERE. Music in the background, some sort of festival outside, people conversing all around me and then there’s one of my favorite pastimes, people watching. Not exactly a good recipe for writing about your deepest feelings regarding a major life change. But then again, I better get used to it.

See I started out about two hours ago at one of my favorite local hiding spots, Black Rock. It’s a small park sitting on the little known Croton River in my home town where you are almost always guaranteed to be alone. There might be the occasional old couple on the other side wasting the afternoon away with a fishing line in the water, or a father taking his young daughter and puppy pal for a walk, but that’s about it. Quiet, tranquil and every other idealistic word to describe a wonderful writing environment. And there’s even a weak WiFi signal for me to leach onto. Bonus.

But alas, all good things must come to an end. As I was underdressed for the brisk end-of-summer breeze, I was forced to vacate earlier than anticipated. So I headed to a local coffee shop to grab some (free) internet access and a cup of (overpriced) caffeine. And now, here I am staring at a blank screen trying ever so hard to come up with some enlightening thoughts to inspire me to start typing furiously. Which lead us all here.

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Yup, still nothing. However, I must say how much I like the new trendy coffee house culture. As I sit here being all yuppie-like with my shiny black laptop and my iced latte, I look around at the other patrons around me. The family of three playing monopoly in the middle of the store as comfortably as if they were sitting in their very own living room. The gentleman in the corner working away on his laptop whilst listening to some tunes. The tortured artist scribbling away at her ragged edged pad. Are we all here trying to get away from our daily lives? A place where we can relax and do the little things that we have trouble doing while at home? Or is that just me?

Alright, time to attempt once again the task I originally came here for.

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