Coffee Shop
What is it you want to stop knowing? There must be something. You sit at the table scowling. Your coffee brings you no pleasure. Your phone is silent. None of the thousand portals it opens are calling to you. I think you’ve just realized that thing you’ve suspected all along. A little mouse woke you, then disappeared into a crack so small you told yourself it must be nothing. But the crack was something - a tiny opening to a bigger universe, a road sign calling you out into space, where that little mouse is snickering, ‘cause you thought you were at the center of everything. Relax for now. Enjoy your comfy chair. Yet know that is not what holds you. Drink your coffee. Yet know that is not what warms you. Soon you must take up the path of your life and find out where it leads you.
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- Tomorrow Could Be Wonderful · September 27‹ On the RoadMaine ›