Thursday, December 8, 2011

conversation

I would just like to start by saying that this post might be a little mixed...like vegetables in a juicer.  You see, I've been working a lot lately and I've found myself thinking a lot when it's quiet so this is a culmination of those thoughts plus some others when I walk home.  So my apologies and understanding if you quit now.

There is a older gentleman that comes into the shop to get coffee just about every day.  His name is Terry.  Terry and I have become good friends and we talk about world things and how everyone has a T.V. but we don't (him for choice, me because I found my T.V. in the dumpster...for free) and how we find our information from newspapers or the internet.  Anyway, Terry comes in during the early hours of the morning and welcomes me with a "good morning sunshine" or some equivalent comment, and we chat for a couple minutes then he settles into his spot and reads for hours.  As I wander through the shop we smile at each other and he offers a friendly "hey Amber" and a friendly "her Terry" back.  It's just wonderful.

There's a pair of older gentleman who come in every day and get coffee.  One usually busy for the other depending who gets there first.  They sit just on the other side of the window and talk for hours.  About what, who knows.  But they just talk and talk and talk and every once in a while I find myself watching their discussion from inside my box looking through the glass and wondering what I would be like to talk about where you've been and what you think and the things you've experienced with people.  To be so involved in conversation that you forget about the people around you.  This happens every once in a great while in my life...I'm convinced its because I'm only 22.

Today I hung out with my dear friend Jen.  You see she's like my mentor friend.  I love her.  We hung out for a couple hours.  Just sitting on her floor, opening presents, talking about her new marriage, catching up on life.  It was the most wonderful evening and conversation I've had in what feels like an eternity.  I just love conversation and how we can get so wrapped up in hearing/telling about lives and topics of conversation the fascinate us.  It amazes me when two people just click and can talk for hours.  I love it.

2 comments:

Hilary said...

I love getting to read your brain. Thank you for letting us in on it.

jj said...

Yeah, us old men are pretty cool