this morning #883.

this morning, just in case, i got there early to make sure we got a table. it’s a hip place that often gets hopping on weekends. you never know. it was no skin off my back to arrive early. really. i didn’t mind having to sit alone for a half hour. i had my book & it gave me time to down a few cups of coffee, bring my body & mind up to speed. i needed to be in tip-top form if i was going to drive the discourse, steer it away from the zigzag path of her patter. i’d invited her there with a promise. it’d be weird, to be honest, if i didn’t follow through with a true resolution. for years, we’d dreamt of this meeting. spoke of this moment. if i was going to suitably woo her, this breakfast was where i had to do it.