Quiet 

Peace

Concentration 

No distraction

No questions

No conversation

This is why I come to the coffeeshop

Today I don’t have a pen

So I write on my phone 

My Earl Grey tea warms me up

The music in the background is soothing

Can you imagine where I’m sitting?

I’m on the second floor of my grocery store 

Sitting at one of the dining tables of the staff 

Having got my tea from the Starbucks downstairs

Many places can become writing spaces

I’ve written in libraries many time

In bookstores

At airports

And on the airplane 

You see what I mean

All that is needed is a means to record my thoughts

And an idea to start with

The rest happens by itself

Words flow

Thoughts are recorded

And for some magical reason 

I feel better after writing 

Is it the need for self expression?

The need to create? 

The need to connect with the ethereal space

art comes from? 

In any case

I feel refreshed 

September 23, 2025