It’s been a few days since I sat down and started writing again. I had a good streak there for a while, but without obsession or guilt driving me, it’s easy to ignite and do without.
The interesting side effect of blogging daily is that it changes how you view life at least a little. Ad I observe the world around me, I constantly view blog worthy topics. I witness things that I should be, or at least could be writing about every day. The world is an awesome muse, if we let it be.
Today, I had some spare time sitting in my car, because I have arrived for my appointment early, so it’s a perfect time to reflect on some of these. Luckily, two such blogging situations arose for me just now. The universe provides.
It’s a wonderful day, and so I parked my car in some shade with a nice view, and proceeded to the nearby Tom Hortons. They serve amazing donuts, and even though my appointment was including a meal later on today, I really needed to go to the bathroom, and I do love Timmie’s donuts.
I walked in the door, and before the cute attendant had the chance to greet me, wisked off to the side and opened the bathroom door. The unit was a single restroom with the toilet directly in front of me, and a urinal off to the side. To my surprise, there was already a man standing at the urinal, back to me.
“OH.” I said with some surprise. “I think I’ll wait outside.”
I pondered for a moment why a man would choose to not lock a public restroom while he was inside. I can’t remember ever having entered one before while it was occupied. It’s not like I would have sat down to shit while he was there. It was clearly a one person room.
Instead, I decided I could hold my urge a bit longer, and so I went to buy my donut. I realized this meant I would have to take it into the room with me, but it would be in a bag, and reasonably safe.
When I finally made my way back inside, making sure to lock the door behind me, I discovered a relic from my youth. Something I thought had gone extinct a decade ago. The single serving tissue style wipe dispenser. Yikes.
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