Afterwards, I left the shop with my windows down, sipping my lovely coffee, music up high ... and I found out that I was quickly getting lost. I had a moment of panic, but then realized I had both my tomtom and iphone with me so I continued my little adventure for a while longer enjoying the up and down hills, budding trees above, the people outside, the little shops and houses I passed. I do not enjoy getting lost usually --- but today I loved it for some reason. Maybe because I knew I could find my way home eventually, but in the moment I was perfectly content with a mixture of freedom.
I didn't care that I had no idea where I was, I just knew that I loved the smell of fresh cut grass, warmth, coffee, Mumford and Sons and the knowledge that I had gotten myself fabulously lost.
I realized that I should do more of this: Get lost in a city, have more adventures, drink more coffee, listen to music louder, roll my windows down and wear more little black dresses in the middle of the day.
Because, WHY NOT?!