There is direct sunlight streaming through the windows here at work, on what is my final Five-day week. Next week I’ll scale back to four days, which will be nice – the days are somewhat longer than I’m used to (an extra hour, and a shortened lunch) so working five in a row has begun to wear me out a bit. The added commute time of an hour each way has contributed to that as well.
Every morning I walk past the Capers (an organic grocery store/cafe/deli) between where the bus drops me off and the door to my office. I didn’t notice this until one of my co-workers pointed it out, but every morning there is a man who sits inside that Capers eating his breakfast cereal – often oatmeal or something akin to it. His expensive tie is flung over his right shoulder to keep it from ending up in his cereal. Now that I know he’s there, I notice him every morning, sitting with his tie over his shoulder eating cereal.
This seems to be one of those neighbourhoods that lends itself to such images and scenes. It’s rather nice.