Heading out

      The lasting scents of the heaviness left at the
bottom of a cup. Truly an experience. Try to decide
whether getting up and tossing remnants of coffee
into trash or if chugging dark chocolate currents down
throat is more tantalizing.

       Ah a made decision and still uncertain. Ah a
smile curves across a pale, freckled face. Rosy lips
causing some to question the mystery behind it. La.
A memory.

     Two computers front to front. No conversation just
instant messaging. Just smirks and quirkiness. Softly
a giggle escapes as the baby blues turn darker.
Soaking up the joy in a memory, in a thought of a
passed moment uncovered.

     Life takes a push. I gather my belongings and
exit the doors onto a fairview. Ah slight breeze
uplifts coppery strands in a secret dance. I contain
these free strands behind my right ear. No need
for the tickling on my bare neck.

     Already my soul is alert, very aware of the
sensitivity created by another memory. Only one
look would cause issues to form. Ah holding still.

     Now seated in car. Ah I breathe deep. Preparing
for one last stop before home. Now off I head
toward a market nearby.

    My jaunt to the craft store will have to wait until
tomorrow afternoon. All after meeting and Bible
study. Hmm. Perhaps a sighting? Oh I hope.