babaganoush

I went to my favorite cheap restaurant. It is dimly-lit, the acoustics are excellent: there are no huge echos so you hear everyone's conversations. I have never seen anyone use a cell phone there and the music selection is beautiful and set at a low volume.

I typically go there in the middle of the night for feta cheese and babaganoush.  It is my little peace and quiet place. I can take a book and order my usual without offending anyone. 

I am listening to Ringo Madlingozi, a graceful sincere performer. I decided last night to immerse myself in the things that make me excited like it's three kings' day and take on only imaginary lovers. It seems that Ringo's music is a good soundtrack for easing into this new life.