Stolen Moments

Today, after work, I did something I haven’t done in quite some time.  I stopped at Starbucks, sat outside, sipped my coffee and simply enjoyed the weather.  I call it a stolen moment but it feels more like a guilty pleasure.  Me, alone in the sun.  Not sharing it with anyone.  There were no pressing engagements, no homework assignments due and no phone calls to make.

For a moment I did what everyone else does.  Pick up my phone out of mere discomfort to at least look preoccupied…  But then I put the phone away, grabbed my tablet and began reading.  Updates on Google+, articles posted on Zite and Oxygen Magazine.  It’s who I am…  A reader.  So it wasn’t hiding but me simply being me, in the sun on a wonderful Friday afternoon.  How was your day?  Do share!

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3 thoughts on “Stolen Moments

  1. Good on you, I say, “buying” yourself that moment’s respite.

    It is just so fascinating that I was at a Starbucks on Friday for my lunch (during work time). But my Starbucks was in Melbourne Australia and yours is way over there. So bizarrely connected, apart and beyond. I don’t know, pardon me, it just sort of fascinates.

    But yes! Good on you for taking time, breathing, pausing, in this world which – if you didn’t do that, it would drive you.

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