On Age and Leisure

I have played hookey from work today and am sitting in Panera Bread drinking coffee and cruising the free wifi. Life is wonderful. Twenty-eight years ago, my mother began the journey that was raising Jane (which oddly enough rhymes with cain). I was headstrong, curious, demanding, bossy, loud, and loving. She admits I was a handful, but I think I turned out okay. Not much has changed over the years.

Already today, I have renewed my driver’s license with my new name. (Who wants to be a Rochester? Not me, though now, I am.) After my coffee, I am going to get my hair cut and highlighted. Then, I shall take my new hair to Borders where it will help me choose some new books.

I plan on doing some writing later, after the pleasure of pampering myself has worn thin. Have a lovely Friday, everyone.

–Jane, one year older, not really smarter