tumbling down

This morning was enjoyable and I decided to sustain that with a stop at an old favorite for a final coffee. I used to come to Time Coffee just about every day. It was here I met my friend Russell years ago. We would talk life, philosophy, our times. It always seemed fitting. Like each of our times while completely different compelled us to join together for coffee and words. One of very few expats here I felt comfortable talking to. So here I am again after a nice bagel. A stop not needed but desired. The house lately has been too much of too many things. Too many people that seem to always be around. Doing whatever things family does. The tiring part is the presence. I realized I would rather have the dogs. They seem genuinely easier but still very demanding little critters. People, on the other hand, talk. And talk more. Social media talks. Phones talk. People stop by. There is no “why” to it. Holidays bring them on. So today I knew I would be gone. It would be a stop for me at…