Earphones plugged in,
Listening to Josh Groban-River
A cool breeze lapping across my face
And a warm fuzzy kitten on my lap.
From the terrace top
I can see Amdo village clearly
Dogs barking loudly,
Disturbs my kitten’s sleep.
Hotels signboard brightly lit
Tourist screaming down below.
Cars honk,
and bullet bikes bursts.
Weekends are chaos here,
The main square is filled with
Softy and patties tourist.
Autos and taxis ready in service,
The pandemic has hit them hard enough
Now they will hit the tourist—redemption time.
I love Mcloed.
but on weekends,
I like to take a break.
It’s a complicated relationship that we share.
My usual Jimmy’s Italian is full,
But I found my alternate.
129 cafe.
Good owner with great vision.
Armed with my laptop,
Fast wifi, a coffee and some cigarettes.
The battle with Chaos of weekend starts.
It’s cold up on the terrace,
The kitten is fast asleep now.
Let him be.
He has no vendetta against the weekend.
A cup of milk and occasionally chicken meat
Is more than enough for him.
Maybe I should be more like him,
He stays in the present.
A full belly and a goodnight sleep.
His needs are small
His heart is huge.