Not sure why but everything in the coffee shop seems to glow. The roughly polished wooden tables, the couple animatedly talking by the window, the brick walls a mild saturated red. It's a Monday morning but maybe everyone is still on vacation, wondering about what they're going to do for New Year's Eve.
"Should we go to John and Sarah's tomorrow night?"
"Who else is going?"
It looks like it's going to rain but the weatherman hasn't said anything. Outside it's cloudy and muted, with flags waving at strangers.
There are these yellow flowers everywhere it seems, throughout Ireland. And it rains a lot, with a smattering of sunshine here and there. On a train right now from Lurgan to Dublin. More yellow flowers, lush green hills and dark clouds even though it's mid afternoon. Got to visit Mikey and his family and it was a great day and a half of immaculate laziness. We caught up over tea with milk and Kitkats and biscuits.