An excursion

Good day to you all,

it’s a cloudy hazy one,

here in my beautiful ugly.

It’s been a helluvah week.

Emotional highs and lows,

a roller coaster.

Yesterday,

I took the metro,

it was the first time,

since March 14th!

I live in Verdun,

it is an interesting ,

urban neighbourhood,

has pretty much all I need,

and it’s all within,

walking distance.

It meets my needs,

and more.

Verdun is my home,

my friends,

my ‘hood.

But, downtown,

the Plateau,

these are places,

that I visit,

when I need to ,

get out of my head,

one is the Auntie Mame,

of my life:

Life is a banquet and most of you poor suckers are starving to death!

and the other is,

my exotic acquaintance,

the lover I long for,

the excitement,

the blood pumping,

heart bursting,

joy and passion.

Yesterday,

I spent a few hours,

in the plateau,

I walked her familiar,

but not quotidian streets.

I bought some pens,

some paper,

in the best stationary store,

that I know,

I got a cold brew to go,

from a hipster cafe,

that I adore,

and then I went to,

the Word,

my all time favourite,

bookshop.

It is a tiny place,

the facade is painted,

a very dark green.

It’s amazing what I find,

at the Word,

it’s as if,

it was curated for me.

I had a Trollope set aside,

and an MFK Fisher,

and as I was walking in,

wearing a mask,

and having sanitized my hands,

I found a lovely hard cover,

of,

Where The Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein,

ten bucks.

Adrian was wearing a visor,

but we had a short chat.

I like to go there,

alone,

because sometimes,

I take my time,

dawdle even,

but I have never visited,

The Word and left,

empty handed,

ever.

That was yesterday,

a metro ride,

keeping a distance,

wearing a mask,

and visiting some of my truly happy places,

I have missed them so.

Have a great weekend you all,

stay safe, be well.

Later girls,

BB

Author: Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

One thought on “An excursion”

  1. Thank you Jennifer, it really was a nice afternoon,nothing is like a used bookstore, nothing and I think I am qualified to say that having spent 9 years behind the counter of my very own.

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