I’ve been doing this new thing. When a barista asks me for here or to go?, I tell them ‘for here’. And then I pick a seat to stare from and stumble through thoughts like I have always done. The new part is me telling them, for here. I used to always get my mochas to go ~ in part because there’s no pressure to finish before you leave  ~ but also, probably as at least as much, I love the paper sleeves. It’s totally a Thing. But as of late, I have discovered how grounding it is to make myself stay in one location and drink from something that isn’t disposable.

I had the thought that I should include spaces, and not just songs in my ‘Folk Influence’ posts, because space is just as important to me in the making of my art. So while I’m really all out of things to say about it at the moment, I figured my first feature would be Berkeley Espresso on Shattuck Ave. I have been traipsing down to have them whip me up a mocha with no whip cream for at least a year and a half, and have long since decided to rest in the awkwardness of being a familiar stranger that often afflicts me as an introverted ‘regular’ who rarely develops relationships with the people who work at the establishments included my rotating routines.

Sidenote: I’m currently reading Musicophilia by Oliver Sacks and let me tell you, it’s quite the PBS special.

~ b

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