At long last I caught up to Wray Joogles in the coffee shop.
I asked him why he walked his dog so early in the morning,
you know, at 1am, 2am, 3am.
He said he wasn’t walking his dog.
I’m sure I looked puzzled.
Then he explained.
“I sleep walk. The dog is a seeing eye dog.”
I went to the coffee shop but I didn’t have anything to do.
Really, I just wanted to get out.
I sat there with my laptop and typed furiously,
Making believe I was busy.
This is what I wrote:
Pretty good, huh?
At the coffee shop the next day,
Jordain asked me if I’d like to go to The Engram Restaurant today.
I said, “No, how about tomorrow?”
Jordain agreed that tomorrow was a better time.
“I look forward to it,” I said.
He said, “You’ll love it if you love abstract art.”
That surprised me, but I said nothing.
We walked out of the coffeeshop together.
I remember it was sunny outside.
I made a new friend at the coffee shop.
His name is Jordain.
He said I should visit the new restaurant,
The Engram Restaurant.
I know the word restaurant has appeared in the previous two lines,
and now the previous three lines,
but it’s the name of the restaurant.
Anyway, I plan to visit the restaurant soon.
I do yoga to ‘Street Fighting Man.’
I am pretty good at eating an orange.
I am very opinionated although I do not care about too many things.
I prefer cool, cloudy weather.
Drinking tea is nice.
I’m President of the Lazyites Club.
If you want to meet me hang out at the Linkyshire coffee shop.
A fly landed on my head today in the coffee shop.
I tried to swat at it and hit myself on the head.
I wish summer were over.
Then the flies would be dead.
Then I could sit in the coffee shop peacefully,
and not be a danger to myself.
Well, I’ve avoided this topic all summer.
Grim it is.
There is more than one fly in the coffee shop these days.
I just want to go in there with a big fan and blow them all around the shop.
They mess me up.
They sit on my cup.
The owner doesn’t care.
They fill the air.
I am unhappy.