I have become mildly addicted to afternoon Jeopardy-I love trivia, I love to be distracted from my recent (perpetual?) gloom. The other day clue involved a portrait of Tantalus, reaching for that low hanging fruit. For the first time, I felt no sympathy for Tantalus, no kinship. Frankly, he pissed me off, stuck under that tree when with a little effort, he could grab the apple or whatever it was. What the hell WAS it? The apple was Eve-and she got into all kinds of trouble....I digress.
Today I decided to start grabbing at some fruits I have that I haven't reached for. Many of them, like Tantalus's prize, are within easy reach, I just, for whatever reason, won't do it. But I'm tired of spending all day trying to figure out why I won't. So, I'm just going to start grabbing fruit and see what happens. Maybe nothing will happen. Maybe the world will end tomorrow and it won't matter. Maybe maybe maybe.
So, this post starts my Starbuck series of posts-writing at Starbucks is something "I always wanted to do" but never actually did a whole lot of. Why, I do not know. I go to Starbucks a lot. I've been wireless and mobile for eons. I have time. I have a car. You get the picture? If not, don't worry, I don't either, not really.
I've pretty much proven to myself that I can beat myself up just fine on my own. Now it's time to see if I can lift myself up the same way.
4 comments:
I've always wanted to read at Starbucks. Once I actually did take my Harry Potter book there and attempt to read but I was the only customer in the place and the coffee maker guy kept talking to me. So annoying. Maybe I'll try again.
Coffee guys should never talk to people reading. EVER!!!
I always wanted to play checkers at Starbucks!!! I wanted to be so cool and hang out there and play and swig my ultra groovy latte! ha!
I say go for it! You've got nothing to lose even if you hated it, you just won't do it again but you can smile at the attempt you made to 'eat the fruit.'
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