Perks: Lampasas, Texas Image found here: http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WMH364_Perks_Coffee_Bar_Lampasas_TX
Ever so often, that perfect place for you at a particular time in your life makes all the difference. I spent a wonderful couple of hours yesterday at Perks Coffee Bar in Lampasas, Texas. I have been visiting Perks for years, but today was different...special. Their coffee and cakes are to die for, and for quilting addicts like me a fabric haven. However, yesterday was the first time I really was able to experience Perks for what it can be ... at least for me.
I had physical therapy yesterday morning for the first time in over a week. A new twist was added along with moist heat and manual manipulation...an arm cycle...best description I can think of for this machine. I sat and moved the cycle wheel with my arms, stretching and testing that healing left arm to the limits for about 15 minutes ... slow and steady, but it really felt good. I was expecting sore screaming muscles this morning, but not so ... arm feels good and not tight as I thought it would be.
Before leaving home yesterday, I packed up writing practice journals, MacBook Air, iPad and was ready to spend time at Perks as an added "perk" to my returning to therapy. What a joy! This is the perfect place to spend a few hours ... reading, writing, listening to wonderful music, drinking great coffee and the muffins are to die for. I was the only one there enjoying my almost private space ... a single table at the back with it's own lamp and a window view of the court yard where people who like to sweat can sit! The owner went about his business, listening to music and playing Candy Crush on his iPad. We talked briefly about that evil addiction, but agreed we would not be giving it up any time soon!
With free WiFi, I was able to post my blog after I finished with writing practice. Yesterday's prompt led me to that post and I would have never written that particular piece of flash fiction had I been at home in my favorite writing chair...a comfortable wicker one in my bedroom. The old world charm, the muted lighting, the hum of ceiling fans took me to the place of that post ... Days Gone By and my imagination was running wild and free.
I wish this could be my every day writing place, but even I know driving 45 miles to a coffee shop just to write is more than a guilty pleasure! So for now, it will be my guilty pleasure on physical therapy days, and I am so looking forward to Friday. Also, I might just have to hang out Saturday morning after I pick up my order from the food coop until PERKS opens and enjoy another morning of my new found guilty pleasure.
I had physical therapy yesterday morning for the first time in over a week. A new twist was added along with moist heat and manual manipulation...an arm cycle...best description I can think of for this machine. I sat and moved the cycle wheel with my arms, stretching and testing that healing left arm to the limits for about 15 minutes ... slow and steady, but it really felt good. I was expecting sore screaming muscles this morning, but not so ... arm feels good and not tight as I thought it would be.
Before leaving home yesterday, I packed up writing practice journals, MacBook Air, iPad and was ready to spend time at Perks as an added "perk" to my returning to therapy. What a joy! This is the perfect place to spend a few hours ... reading, writing, listening to wonderful music, drinking great coffee and the muffins are to die for. I was the only one there enjoying my almost private space ... a single table at the back with it's own lamp and a window view of the court yard where people who like to sweat can sit! The owner went about his business, listening to music and playing Candy Crush on his iPad. We talked briefly about that evil addiction, but agreed we would not be giving it up any time soon!
With free WiFi, I was able to post my blog after I finished with writing practice. Yesterday's prompt led me to that post and I would have never written that particular piece of flash fiction had I been at home in my favorite writing chair...a comfortable wicker one in my bedroom. The old world charm, the muted lighting, the hum of ceiling fans took me to the place of that post ... Days Gone By and my imagination was running wild and free.
I wish this could be my every day writing place, but even I know driving 45 miles to a coffee shop just to write is more than a guilty pleasure! So for now, it will be my guilty pleasure on physical therapy days, and I am so looking forward to Friday. Also, I might just have to hang out Saturday morning after I pick up my order from the food coop until PERKS opens and enjoy another morning of my new found guilty pleasure.
Guilty Pleasure
Walking through the antique door
with it's tinkling bell to
announce my arrival
I felt I had walked back in time
The whole shop reminded me
of the old fashioned
drug stores of my youth
and their soda fountains
Home
Soothing music, the aroma of just
brewed coffee and the smell of
Cinnamon Muffins...
Total joy to my senses
Not only did I find the perfect
cup of coffee and the must have muffin
I found my special place...
a place to write that took my
mind to new thoughts...
ideas...
insights...
AND
words
Oh...my guilt pleasure
I will return and allow
you to commune with my
MUSE
and bathe my soul in
coffee and muffins
while I unleash
what the MUSE
will allow
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Walking through the antique door
with it's tinkling bell to
announce my arrival
I felt I had walked back in time
The whole shop reminded me
of the old fashioned
drug stores of my youth
and their soda fountains
Home
Soothing music, the aroma of just
brewed coffee and the smell of
Cinnamon Muffins...
Total joy to my senses
Not only did I find the perfect
cup of coffee and the must have muffin
I found my special place...
a place to write that took my
mind to new thoughts...
ideas...
insights...
AND
words
Oh...my guilt pleasure
I will return and allow
you to commune with my
MUSE
and bathe my soul in
coffee and muffins
while I unleash
what the MUSE
will allow
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love. Always embrace your Guilty Pleasures!
As Ever, Annie
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