On the corner of Charles & Park, i was attempting to hail a taxi. a prime location, anyone would argue, and indeed, at least 6 cabs whizzed by while i stood there. for one reason or another, none of them stopped.
determined to make my impression felt on the world outside my apartment, i decided to head to harbor east to sit in Teavolve, one of my favourite local spots with free wifi. i'd have preferred to find someplace in my exact neighborhood, but the ubiquitous starbucks (i'm no hater) does not have free Internet services, and besides, i wanted something a little more homegrown with a more individualized ambience.
i am freelancing, sort of, and i pledged to be available from 8 to 4 today; i didn't want to spend precious time in transit (though i wasn't exactly being bombarded with work). so, loathe as i am to redirect once i've got a course of action set, i turned around.
the plan, at that point, was to head in the direction of UB. plenty of places to sit, gnosh, and coast onto the Web there.
but in that turning, i saw something.
a flashing OPEN sign.
Koffee Therapy, a coffee shop that i've only ever seen from the outside, and always CLOSED, beckoned. It's one of these places that I figured might even be defunct because I've never happened to walk by when it's been inhabited or showing any signs of life.
it's funny the world you miss when you're sitting shut away in a building somewhere, toiling to advance some company's agenda. it's funny the world you miss when you're not willing to be wrong, reconsider what you want.
eventually, a cab would have stopped. but life had a different lesson for me today.
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