I love a good wine bar and a meal! Nothing is more peaceful than sitting a small wine bar having a good meal. A couple of hours ago I had dinner at MRKT with my good friend Stacy, it had been while since we both had a conversation with out interruption and MRKT is funny word in both of ours vocabulary. I forget sometimes how much I enjoy my time with friends listening to them talk over chocolate cake with cream cheese sauce and fresh berries. I think of how much we both have grown. I enjoy her conversation and peace. My friends are often my family, as sometimes they are distance and I feel misunderstood to them. Patience and peace have been pumping through my veins, as wait. I am comfort with the stillness I feel. I am not afraid of the drop. Today was a new day.
It started snowing again, this winter is longest winter since the first year I move here. It wants to keep reminding me what I am going to be leaving soon before the autumn journey.
Work is always work....and this Wednesday was not that unusual. I have my regular walk to Subway with Anita and Jessica, the usual joke about co workers and last year's Christmas party. The vanilla pear muffin on my desk which I inhaled by 10:30. Sometimes I break to day dream between streaming quotes and headlines in the national post. I am keep company by my co workers who diligent, organized and professional.
Unlike previous jobs, my morning retinue starts at 4:45, with my cell alarm waking me up. I head to the gym for an sixty minute run and at my desk for market open at 7:30. Markets are common theme in my life lately, their streaming moodiness purges me of any creative desires. We all suffer when the market does poorly. I start my coffee break later and someone else has to work an addition five years till retirement.
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