It was Friday afternoon and I had a list of things I should be doing. Work, or housework, for example. We were having friends over for dinner and there were Many Things Left To Do. And then there was laundry – there is always laundry – but I took advantage of the sunny day and walked down to the village for a coffee instead. I considered turning around and marching straight home but I decided to park myself on a bench and enjoy the moment. With the sun on my face, I watched the people go by and enjoyed my brew. I went home soon afterwards, taking the long route, with nothing but my thoughts and an empty coffee cup.
