What’s that thumping?

I wanted to try writing in the new late night coffeehouse, but I got distracted. Something in the building next door was thumping.

Not Hard House Music thumping. Elephants falling downstairs while trying to move furniture thumping.

It was loud, intermittent, and confusing.

So I asked the barista what was next door.

“It’s a skate shop. They have a half pipe in there.”

As soon as I knew what the sound was, I could ignore it. Even pause and enjoy it.

I don’t do resolutions the way I used to, mostly because they didn’t stick. But I do want to think about this more in the new year:

Find out what the thumping is. Don’t just let irritations fester. Name them, accept them, and move on.