I write today from the cozy and familiar cafe table of Borders. It's not my Borders, but it's been so long since I got to enjoy their trademark ambiance that I'm soaking it up. I can see, just beyond the magazine racks, countless volumes waiting to be read.
It is grand. And inspiring. And as I continue to scrape my way towards fifty thousand words this month, I need all the inspiration I can get.
So, thank you, Jesus, that you are everywhere and for the creative ideas you foster and for Borders. And for the unique and unbeatable combination of coffee and milk. And for laptops.
All my love.