This is what I love the most about living in a walkable community – being The Regular. I walk into the Coffee/Wine Bar near my house and Charlie the Customer greets me, asking me how the book is coming along. He says he admires me for my consistency in setting aside time to write.
The lovely barista is excited to tell me she has two more pours of that New Zealand Pinot I had last week, and would I like her to start my goat cheese plate?
It’s Peg’s birthday today (she’s another Regular) and we share stories as she drinks her birthday beer.
There are many things that I like about being spontaneous and adventurous, but community and familiarity is what grounds me. I am faithful to my little coffee shop on the corner, and it’s a comfortable place for me to write. I’m the fat guy at the end of the bar that everyone knows by name. I have arrived.