We gather in a booth, menus in hands, distracted by the yearning for conversation.  Laughter, smoothies and copious amounts of bacon eventually line the table as we dive into the feast.  For a moment, stress lifts, and there is nothing but the simple joy of a meal.

Breakfast: a little mental yoga for a club of seemingly mismatched yet utterly fun and kind people.  A reminder of simpler times, gathered around the table on a Sunday…  Our own little club, with our own characters:  a holistic doctor, a computer geek, the zany one, the gentle military girl, the metalhead and the bipolar.

I miss John Hughes.  There is a movie in here, somewhere.

Day 156:  Don’t You (Forget About Me) – Simple Minds