Eavesdropping in Minneapolis

Some days, I just have to get out of the house! It's one of the hazards in working from home. Days can go by in which I don't go anywhere and then suddenly, with little warning, a thudding commotion begins in my brain.

I develop A.D.D.

I can't concentrate on anything.

All I want to do is leave the house.

And this is how I found myself in a coffee shop eavesdropping on the table next to me. I won't even try to pretend that I don't totally love eavesdropping. It's probably one of the reasons I was so captured by the web site, Overheard in Minneapolis.

Anyway, here is what I overhead:

Early twenty-something man trying to look scruffy
when really he is not:

"The first time I ever went to New York was in July.
It was love at first sight. Actually, it was love at first step."