A habit

By Parson Thru

Mon, 21 Jan 2019

4 comments

Taking a coffee between gigs.

Carrying around a bag of books,

Looking for a shop I know exists.

English papers and journals.

Trying to find a TLS: my latest fix.

In a strange town,

A habit is a little piece of home.

Permalink Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on Mon, 2019-01-21 14:30

freezing here at the moment parson - bet you're not missing that part of home!

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Mon, 2019-01-21 15:30

Chilly in the mornings here, insert, but I'm sitting in the evening sun now, waiting for the next class. Some things, you can't help missing.

Thank you for the cherries. x

Parson Thru

Permalink Submitted by Di_Hard on Mon, 2019-01-21 22:57

Ah, it's great to have your mellow Spain inspired verse again, made me feel warmer just reading it :0) And that's true, a habit is part of home.

You write in England like a fish in a small bowl. Now you are back in the sea

And Alfie in Poland! Makes me feel cosmopolitan reading your posts.

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Mon, 2019-01-21 23:03

:) Thanks Di. Happy, the tiddler in the jar who is permitted to sleep!

Parson Thru