As I walk into the coffee shop, I hear Adele singing “Staying on the Outside”
“Hey…. {more Music toons at the coffee shop where I am stuck this morn]
Thoughts to Myself on Another Monday Morning
“A Thousand Years…”
How can I stay there. For just a 1,000 years?
Can’t say where. The landlord wants practically no one to know I am living there.
Even Dave Peterson says foul things about the landlord
…but it is affordable financially, but psychologically?
Maybe I can teach her CBT?!?
Crying in my sleep…
Wake up later, I STILL hear crying. It is not a dream.
This is only my second night sleeping there.
I am now telling myself, this is the best place to be.
Not the crying lady’s house, but Peets’ coffee shop at Middle Street in Menlo Park.
Can’t get a SamTrans bus to take me to the #35 VTA 6:09 a.m. bus to my prayer meeting in Palo Alto.
Not one but two “Out of Service” buses passed by me in Menlo.
It is Monday and my expectations are usually at a 0 (zero) on Mondays; thus all is good.
thanks be to God!
… “I got the moves like that… I got the mooves like (Mick) Jagger…”
“This is gonna be the best day of my life…”
Buck At Home In Nor Cali 