I’m back at the wee cafe in Barnes. Different seat, different perspective. Same parking lot. A man, with white hair is looking through a book that he’s not going to buy, an older woman is eating and someone is reading magazines in the transportation section. Valentine’s Day cookies are 50% off, at the counter, but no one is buying them because they are big hearts, with heavy pink and yellow frosting on them.
I just picked up small blank Moleskine journals, so they will fit into my purse. If I want to carry my regular ones, I need a bigger bag and that’s not good because I end up filling it with all sorts of things and then it becomes too heavy to actually carry. I’m not sure how the small ones will work, since I tend to draw and write in a big way, but I’m giving them a shot. Moleskine journals are fabulous. The pages do crinkle when I do watercolors, but that’s fine with me. The journals are lightweight, the pages can be torn out, and there’s a pocket flap in the back. Artists have been using them forever. Van Gogh and Picasso, used them. I’ve tried a LOT of things and these are the best by far.
It’s quiet in here, right now. Someone is singing, THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD, and a man is using the PA system to tell us the virtues of THE NOOK. Someone left a stack of books on one of the cafe tables. They all have to do with buying stocks and stock analysis. The person who left them there apparently feels that someone else should clean up after him/her. Some guy just ordered an almond croissant and a large something. He’s holding 4 books on travel. To be honest, I barely look at people but when I’m in a bookstore I sometimes look at their books, wondering if they are kindred spirits, or strangers from a different genre.
I come to Barnes to recharge, to soak up the paragraphs, sentences and words. I come here to walk among the pages and bindings, to see cover art, and to jot down a line or two of my own, now and then.
More people are coming into the store and that makes me happy, since it’s the last bookstore around here. I get frustrated when I see people read things and then put them back. So many people complain about the lack of bookstores but they buy on line and they don’t support the brick and mortar shops, so they can stay alive. You can’t have it both ways.
The flap on the trash container has, THANK YOU printed on it in large letters. Politeness is never wasted. Being polite holds civilization together, I think that’s why things are out of control right now. Manners seem to be falling by the wayside.
The man in charge of the music section just sat down and had a cookie. He made a call, then went back to work. He knows a lot about music, I’ve spoken to him a couple of times.
Cookies are one of the more delightful things in life. Treats of any kind can brighten a person’s day. It’s a shame that people are afraid of sugar and yummy things, now a days. People are trying to controlling everything they do. That often happens when things in the world are out of control…people become fixated on controlling themselves. No one lives for ever. Some people never live at all but they have a lot of lists and rules they can tell you about. People are becoming afraid of food. Debbie has a friend who only orders hot water when they go out to eat because she’s terrified to eat anything she doesn’t make herself. She actually has two friends like that now. The insanity is spreading.
Nuances are amazing things. They are tiny signals that make us aware that we are different from each other. They let us know whether someone is, or isn’t, from around here. We only recognize them in others, like our accents. We don’t have accents, everyone else does. We are each different, down to the tiniest detail. Everything we have experienced makes us different from everyone else. Sometimes we can’t even tell what’s different about a person but we KNOW that they have just shown us that something that triggers that thought. I think it’s incredible how finely turned we are to things like that. We don’t even know we are doing it. Our brains just recognize the nuances and give us a shove. How cool is that!