Urban Musings

This afternoon I sat sipping coffee outside my favourite coffee shop, taking in the world around me: the architecture of surrounding buildings - I'm fascinated by the details in the pillars and rooftops, purring motorcycle engines, pigeons doing a mating dance. What struck me the most was the variety of people coming & going, just doing their business on a weekday afternoon. What do these people do for a living? Are they students? Shift workers? Nine-to-fivers on a mid-afternoon break? Perhaps they're like me, on sabbatical. I look at them and a lot of them seem so young. I feel a little old for a split second, like an outsider to this vibrant urban community. Then I remind myself that I feel younger now than I've ever felt. I remember the sense of community I feel each time I say hi to Video Store Guy on the street, to Grocery Store Guy and to Flower Shop Girl. I also remind myself that there's really no pre-requisite for fitting into this community, only my self-imposed criteria.

Just a few urban musings on a Wednesday afternoon ...