This Thirsty Thursday is dedicated to drip coffee, simply because for the first time in weeks I woke up in time to grab some this morning before my dad left for work (my parents leave for work when it’s still dark out, year round). Being able to make my own coffee was a perk of living alone. I lived for my coffee-making routine during the times when I lived alone. Now I drink what my parents drink, but it’s free, so N.B.D.
Let’s return to why I was awake. I have been restless and swimming in my own thoughts last night after reading the one-sentence decision from the Supreme Court to deny the request for a stay of execution for Troy Davis, who died at 11:08 PM EST. Reading about his last words and the MacPhail family’s reaction as he was executed (they smiled) was heart-wrenching. The words “pure evil” have always come to mind whenever I hear a statement from one of the members of that family. After all that’s happened, I feel we owe it to Davis to continue to pursue REAL justice in this country and fight against the proliferation of the death penalty. (Did you know capital punishment is legal in California?)
So I didn’t sleep well last night. This morning I thought about how lucky I am to be alive, warm and comfortable in my own bedroom. My current worries include: how soon I’m going to get my Kindle back from my grandma so I can finish reading my library book* that’s due in 13 days, staying within a $200 budget for the crafting class I’m teaching at the Tustin Library in a month, finding a job, and whether or not to walk home from a friend/neighbor’s house late tomorrow night in the dark because a) I’ll probably be drinking and b) we live too close together to justify driving.
Actually, the last one is a legitimate concern for my own safety for valid reasons. But that’s another day. Overall, I’m very fortunate.
*After Dark by Haruki Murakami