Do you have a special place where you can retreat to in order to be alone with your own thoughts, your own imaginings, your own soft and all to frequently drowned out inner voice?
Because the world is a busy, noisy place.
So much so that we can be misled into the notion that we need ‘keep up’ or fall hopelessly behind.
The Omphalos Cafe is one of those places of course, quiet and still.
“Boring,” as many distracted people might label it.
But I have another such place.
A place that affords me stillness in the midst of movement.
A sort of Cafe on wheels.