So today I took a drive to the coast. It's one of those things I like to do during the summer. I went and had breakfast at a little place that just opened. A lovely stack of pancakes with blueberry flavored maple syrup. Black coffee - rather good coffee, actually. And, of course, a side of turkey bacon. All delicious. Simple, but elegant. I spent about two hours sitting. I'd brought the paper and read about how firstborns are smarter. Well, I only had one and she's smart enough, I suppose, but full of spunk. Finished, refreshed, my back feeling better - gosh, I am getting old! - I go to pay.
And lo! I have no wallet. Turns out I left it at home. I drove, I ate, I lounged. But cannot pay. I was incredibly embarrassed.
So I just returned from a second trip to the coast - the "paying" trip. All my morning glow is gone. I'm bitter with myself.
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It's been a while since I went to a bistro for a slice of cherry pie and some damn good coffee.
Sometimes we really have to leave everything behind us for a while, go out there and simply enjoy what's there.
And if everything doesn't work out as planned, well, that's life.
Sounds absolutely idylic.
If I were to drive to the coast on a typical day here in England I would more than likely be bedecked in full rainmac, hanging on to my cherry pie (more than likely to be a scone over here though) for dear life with the wind chaffing my face.
Oh to live in a sunnier climate.
England? I've never been.
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