We Can’t Stop (having dessert for breakfast)
February 27, 2014 § 2 Comments
After spending yesterday trudging through rainy streets in wet clothes with cold hands and no umbrella, I was very grateful for a sunny, lazy morning. I spent my hours before noon with a dear friend, delicious treats, and generous amounts of natural light. Since my fiction professor (and the rest of the creative writing dept.) boarded an early flight to attend Seattle’s AWP Conference, class was cancelled. This meant I was allowed to stay in bed a tad longer with the whole morning at my disposal. Disposal is poor word choice—I did not have a morning to get rid of or simply throw away. Instead, I was given extra time to enjoy my favorite part of the day in the best way possible.
I woke several snooze buttons later than usual, laced converse on over knit socks, and biked a few streets over to my friend Kyle’s for breakfast. There, I lolled in a window nook (still wearing pajamas) drinking freshly brewed coffee. There is actually no better place to do such activities than his apartment. The best thing about Kyle is everything, and his company, believe it or not, is even better than his impeccable taste. By the time I arrived, he had already baked salted-chocolate-truffle cookies (it wasn’t even 10am), purchased almond milk specifically for me, and was chopping tomatoes. We spent our morning talking about all the important things in life (art, hair, flowers, Miley), the places we hope to see ourselves in the next few years, and the ex-boyfriends we hope to never see again. Wherever I do end up, I hope he isn’t too far away.
We decided the only practical thing to do after breakfast was to go to a florist. I forgot to mention that we are enablers of each others shared fresh flower addiction. Kyle purchased some, I did not (only because I’m leaving town tomorrow), and we both admired blooms and blue parakeets chirping in their cage by the register.
The purpose of all of this is to say that life can be really, really easy if you let it be (says the girl who didn’t bake the cookies, just ate them.). Thankful for the cities we end up in, the people we meet there, and the mornings we experience together. Oh and cancelled classes…Always thankful for those.
p.s. Despite my initial complaints, I still loved yesterday’s rain.