Love where you live!
LA MESA -- Every day I sit at what looks like a host stand at a restaurant but is actually a replica of an old jewelry work bench. It's my desk, and it suits my needs for writing and drawing but mostly my passion for gazing.
Since I make a living writing about the beauty of ordinary things, of love and friendship, dogs and cats, and washers and dryers; of compassion and sorrow, angels and fireflies, and footstools and baby blankets; of hair curlers and chenille robes, beaches with shells, presents with bows, and dogs and cats made out of clouds, it's perfect for me to sit or stand here at my doorway and watch life going on.
When I moved into this space in November and I first noticed the way the sun glints off the windshields of the cars parked in front of my store, I thought about moving my desk further back, away from the door and the window so I wouldn't have to contend with the glare, but then I think of what I'd miss.
I'd miss seeing happy little kids grabbing a book from my red wheel barrow. I'd miss giving directions to the relocated Silvergate Savings to people wondering where it went. I'd miss being able to agree with people that Reader's Inc. was a wonderful book store. (I wouldn't miss assuring people that no, I did not paint over the mural on the wall!)
If I moved my desk, I would be too far from the sidewalk and I wouldn't catch little snippets of conversations or hear laughter between friends. I wouldn't be able to see the dogs who are regulars at my doggie watering station. (They know what that sidewalk chalk " YUM" followed by an arrow in the direction of the water means, you know.) If I moved my desk, I'm afraid I'd miss something: I'd miss being a witness to the inutterable beauty of an ordinary day.
Chris Shea is the owner and operator of Lifesighs on La Mesa Boulevard in the Village. She is a regular contributor to On La Mesa.