Always thirsty for time with pen and paper, I got my knees out at Small Street Espresso today. Those who know just know.
I appreciate being able to sit on the pavements of my city sipping good coffee. Time in quiet, fresh air and a growing sense of arrival soon in a new picture. Going my own way with quietness for a while is doing me good. I want to keep doing this, not rush away, and listen out for ‘the still, small voice’.