I often envy the small unassuming talents of others. Such as the ability of this man in the coffee shop to sit peacefully, cross legged, at a table, in a chair, while sipping his coffee and staring out a window.

There is so much I envy here. I have never been able to sit cross legged comfortably anywhere. My mind is often too active to not, at the least, have notebook and paper to capture my all too fleeting thoughts. And, I’m increasingly too restless to spend 20 minutes simply taking in the world around me.

Things to work on I suppose.