today's itinerary showed clear skies in all departments...
thought i would hit up one of my favorite chill spots for some bubble tea...stinky tofu and wi-fi abuse...i noticed that at one point everybody seated on the second floor were ridin' solo...as if it was premeditated by upper management to have all the loners partitioned upstairs hidden to all the civic pedestrians passing by. This in turn wouldn't effect the establishments overzealous image of being a fun and lively place for urban socialites to congregate, converse and discuss their latest material purchases. How cool would it be if there was a coffee shop that only seated individuals. comfortable recliners that were strategically lined up for those who find connection in being in a public place, alone. it can be called "solitary en.joy.ment - for only the lonley/s" ok the name's shit but maybe it could work. i looked around and wondered if the people around me were alone by choice or by circumstance. the lady sitting directly adjacent to me is deeply into her novel so i assume she's here by choice. the man beside me looks pretty focused on devouring his food by the kilos so i assume he hasn't eaten in days. the teenager on the far right has been staring aimlessly into oblivion for the longest time now so i'm guessing he just wants to be in a place where he can sulk and be depressed. i can't really see what the elderly women is doing behind me so i'm thinking she's probably knitting a sweater for her grandchild that's just about to celebrate his big 3.0. As far as the female sitting close to the stairs, from my observations she's been frantically on phone. dialing, talking and doing more dialing. maybe she's the type that can't stand to be alone but under the circumstances has no choice. at this point, a table of 4 walks upstairs and is seated to my right. all hits the fan. our collective for solitude has officially been compromised therefore this blog will no longer serve anymore relevance. damn it jim.
"booth snap for the nosy..."
later y'all