finding squirrels

My friend in St Paul wrote a post that reminded me of squirrels.

More accurately, it reminded me that I need to slow down.

Ed (always good about hearing the latest in terms of Ocean author ideas), we need to bowl again.
Bowl? You want to go bowling?
We used to bowl.
Now? You want to bowl now?
No, of course not. I can't.

(later)
We used to meet up for coffee between classes, at the Lake Street café.
You want to meet up for coffee at the Lake Street café?
The point is I no longer make time for it.
So you don’t want to meet up for coffee at the Lake Street café?
But I do!





At the café, I take out my laptop, and Ed takes out his. I work, but occasionally I do look out at the squirrels. The café is a great spot for squirrel watching.