So there I was posing in a coffee shop as I do when I have a day off & an old dude taps my table with his index finger & merely through actions requests a cigarette, I fill his request as I am in a good mood. In response he gives me a thumbs up & smokes away, 10 minutes later I have moved to a warmer spot as the window is open, the old dude pops over & sits himself next to me requesting another - I oblige & at this point realise that the guy is a mute. We converse for a while through the little sign language I know, spelling out bits that become unclear, he tells me he is an artist aged 52 and low on work, he is from Cambridge, he has 5 siblings & his father is a Scot, I tell him I like the Scottish accent on females & he confirms (the little doubt I had) that he is deaf too. I finish my coffee at this point & stare blankly at the pretty girl who makes my coffee quite often, she smiles from the counter & I look back at the old dude, he gets ready to leave, thanking me for the smokes & chat. He leaves. a Silent Salute'

Most likely I never see the guy again, but this encounter made me think of how well I communicated with him in sign language. (Yes yes yes, I'm the Best). He was a friendly chap and it was pleasant having a bit of small talk - the kind of conversation we don't tend to have the time for in the hectic lives we lead. It was inspiring.

Moral of the story: Its handy to know how to spell in sign language lol. Extending this further, its handy to have any knowledge about anything & everything. If I'm inspired enough, who knows you might even find me reading the Metro in the near future or more likely subscribing to a news podcast.

Moral of the story 2: Its good to take time off the routined monotomy & go out locally with the intent to do absolutely nothing. Shortening this further, Good to take time off.