Cooling Off After Work

Stopped in to Filter after work today, and hung out with Justin some. I’ve been sweating like a pig whenever I’m outside (it really is time to get some of this hair cut off), and the brief walk from the Damen stop to the coffee shop was no exception.

I ended up ordering a smoothie and throwing that thing down quickly. We hung out there for about a half an hour or so, and it was incredibly pleasant to feel myself slowly cooling off from the inside, out.

Justin and I talked a bit about coffee and drinking (he’s cutting out both for the time being, and cleaning out his system). I know I’d benefit from the same, but don’t know if I really care to do that or not.

I postulated that my drinking has taken the place of my smoking, and has done so for the past three years (ever since I quit). An odd thing I noticed was that I stopped writing a lot, soon after I quit smoking. But however much I wanted to link my smoking and writing, Justin pointed out that I’m still spending the same amount of time creating. Only, instead of writing poetry I’m making updates to this blog.

I wonder what would happen were I to totally stop doing this thing, stop with all the pictures and all the daily entries. I know I’d save a few hours each night, for sure. I’m fairly certain I’d start writing more, or reading more at the very least.

But, like the coffee, like the drinking… I don’t know that I want to stop.

Right before leaving, I snapped this picture of the artwork wall, near where we were sitting. I wasn’t terribly moved by the art, but the repeating designs of the wire from each column really caught my eye.