A quick bit of sentimentality, (ugh!), from The Cave.
It's Sunday after 7 p.m. and that means The Cave is now closed. Sunday in Cave time is Friday in terra-firma time. TGIS.
This Sunday began at 11 a.m. Who in their right mind does anything at 11 a.m. on a Sunday that doesn't involve a newspaper - the papery/oily kind - coffee, and a whole lot of laziness? I had to set my alarm to be here at 11 a.m., that's who! While stumbling through the bright light of mid-morning another text came in for early entrance today. Nice timing! Three people were here by noon, all very busy-busy-busy.
After moving to Napa two years ago, Tim is finally transferring his wine there (,*sniff*). David was here seven hours trying to figure out his "system." Ed came in from Palmdale to spend time organizing his locker. Christopher came in later for a few hours to do the same, plus the usual others. Today was a huge amount of Cave energy, Cave activity, and boxes spent.
What a great way to end the week. The Cave is busier these days. The Cave bustles. But what The Cave really does is continually surprise me with its generosity. What a rare and wonderful Cave I inhabit! I am a very fortunate troglodyte. I am the most fortunate of them all.
See you next week. For this one, thank you, and Cheers.