The goal here is to write every day for 10 minutes so I decided to pick the most mundane topic I could think of and here we are.
This morning it was 40F degrees which for me is too cold to contemplate (and I want to move up north, so perhaps I should revisit this whole thing) so I chose to walk southward, crossing sixth avenue and walking behind the old double story house that has been converted into multiple beauty salons. We skirt backroads like this because Keely prefers it, and she has a set journey in mind that rarely deviates unless I force her, which she does not approve of.
Across and over to to what I call the “Finnegan’s Bar Plaza” on fifth because damned if I know the name of the plaza, and that bar has been the only consistent thing in it since I moved here in 2006. Keely enjoys sniffing around the Midtown Pizza’s door because I’m sure people drop a lot of food eating out there.
We got out at 6:30 am, hence the chill, but Keely could not wait for it to warm up because I went to bed so early last night. Stuffed my face with terrible things, enjoyed it, and spent half the night awake and uncomfortable afterwards. I’m lucky I got to sleep in that late. 🙂
It was not quite dawn when we started out, but by the time we were rounding the corner of Red Eye Coffee I could see others were also up; some kind of marathon shutting down Thomasville Road, and I suppose a good citizen would know about the event but I am a terrible citizen and Keely doesn’t care so we avoided people as we normally do and cut through parking lots to 3rd Ave., past the new (and I fear, doomed) VeneBites Venezuelan sandwich shop to N. Monroe and headed home. The sky was bright by then with streaks of clouds, a perfect image of a North Florida morning aside from the chill.