The 20-piece chicken McNuggets at McDonald’s wasn’t bad. Neither was the small black coffee that came with it. But I am not in a hurry to get home right now.
And… Why should I be? The breeze is cool and feels good on my skin. I am sitting at an outdoor picnic table, listening to the traffic as it quiets down, and some birds singing somewhere overhead.
Are you thinking that I might be using the outdoor tables at Hayek’s Market to take a break? If you are… Well… “You’d be 100% correct!”
For whatever reason, my inner clockwork said I should come here. Actually… My sense was that I should stop at Dunkin Donuts, buy a large black coffee, and then stop here. And… As you can guess… “I did!”
My inner clockwork has seldom steered me wrong. I know a storm is coming. I can feel that.
But… Right now… When this coffee cup is empty… yeah, my sense is, “It will be time to go home.”