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Waiting for something that should take a long time is quite easy.

It’s when things that are so easy or so automatic or should be, that’s the corrosive wait.

When you make up stories for kids, for adults, for space travelers, then the waiting seems fine and in fact vanishes into a satisfying smile.

So next wait, take the weight of waiting and wash it away with wisdom.

Or send me a round the world ticket, first class please, I’d rather a comfortable lounge to wait in!

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It wasn’t the coffee.

That was good indeed, yet it was the twinkle of an eye and the finest decor in town that made the place famous.

At least to me!

Those working there seemed to treat it like a temple to human contact and the gathering of friends.

There can’t be much other purpose, not a higher one I suspect, to a café or restaurant.

After all anyone can cook or brew….at least after a fashion!

Only the place, this place, that place and those special places, are worth and worthy of our attention.

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We had the talk.

Afterwards we went for a long walk. The trees swayed as if listening to what we had learned from each other.

We both felt stronger, bolder and most importantly, funnier.

No jokes were needed for us to laugh.

The jokes were all around us.

Living in this world.

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Driftwood and wrapping paper.

A suspicion of kindness and command.

Every shelf has a name, or would have if the contents piled upon them could speak.

No security, no leak, just a match made above the mountain’s peak.

Gliding across the grains of sand.

A bucket of crystal clear water in hand.

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Don’t be silly.

So they said.

I knew that my ideas were possible, perhaps not probable, but world-improving-saving-and-wonderful.

They still are.

Some exist as today’s reality, others are still on their way to appear near you!

There’s a lot to do, each day more gets done.

It all has my renewed attention.

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