Getting tea today at a local cafe’, I asked for my change in ones (for the bus). I joked with the lady who works there, “I don’t wanna steal all your ones.” She showed me her huge roll of ones and said, “When I get home, I have like thirty singles. People ask me if I’m a stripper or a dancer. I’m like, ‘Thanks, I guess, for thinking I’m attractive enough to be a stripper.’”
Wanna sit in a cafe’ today.
The weather is getting warmer in Baltimore, but it’s still nice in the shade if you sit still. As much as I love my job, I’d love even more to be able to spend this morning sitting in a nice cafe’ reading and relaxing. I’m re-reading In the Skin of a Lion, which is a phenomenal story if you haven’t read it. Combining that book with some coffee might be a slice of Wednesday morning heaven today. But there’s work to be done in Central Baltimore Land.