My morning was ruined by my commute to work. The bus was late and incredibly slooooooooooow. I am so embarrassed to tell you how long it took me to get to work that I refuse to write it down here. What I can tell you is that it was much longer than normal and there really seemed to be no reason for it. Perhaps the bus driver was scared to be dicing with traffic.
My students almost rescued it with their interesting topics, but sadly the lingering cloud of the bus trip was just too large of an obstacle to overcome.
The good news is that before that, I had one of those rare weekday mornings that can produce a Perfect Moment. This is quite fortunate for me because without it, I really wouldn’t have anything to write about.
I woke early to feed the cat, but managed to fall back asleep. When I did finally struggle out of bed, my shower was warm and the coffee I made tasted great. I took the cup to the computer room and dashed off yesterday’s piece about cycling. The words weren’t exactly flowing, but having the chance to ponder them as I drank my coffee and alternated between looks outside the window and glances at the computer screen more than made up for it.
I didn’t have an open-ended time schedule, but I managed to make it feel that way. I didn’t rush around and I savoured every moment of freedom and still managed to get a few things done. I don’t often get to spend my mornings that way, but I certainly enjoyed it and it certainly was Today’s Perfect Moment.