January 7, 2024

#1: Pilot

Kaffe Landskap
January 1, 2024
Anika – I Go To Sleep

Twelve minutes til the cafe closes. It's New Years Day. Last night significance was in the air, like everyone was facing time together. It was easy to get lost staring out the window of a bar at Christmas lights on a tree in the street. I did. I found myself called to that great old silly observance: I made a resolution.

I'm going to write something each week this year and share it with anyone who wants to read it. I'm not much good yet, but I hope to figure out what I want to say and how I want to say it.

The cafe's closing — see you next week.