TCTC downtime

sitting on the bed in a motor lodge, with the balcony door open, listening to Pandora on a borrowed laptop, and the sound of passing cars on wet pavement, and the occasional little cheepy sound from a bird out by the street. my group of teens is still wandering about town before coming back to my room to play spoons, so i'm taking a few minutes of downtime to sip a quiet cup of coffee and just be still. There are no lights on in the room; the only light is through the open window and balcony door, and even that is from a mostly overcast sky. it's not an unpleasant sort of dimness, though. on the contrary is vaguely familiar and and promotes a reflective, pondering sort of mood. i think i'll go ponder.