Sitting at the bar, he spoke to the waitress, her only half listening.

“Nothing ever stops moving here.”

He slashed his knife across the perfect half circle of the fried egg, sending the liquid gold yolk running over his plate.

“Not saying it’s like any of those big cities that are up ‘round the clock, but this place sure as hell never sits still.”

He pointed into the air with a piece of over-cooked bacon.

“That’s why you can get breakfast at any time of the day here.”

Then stuffed it into his mouth with a crunch.

“Sure, the food might be a bit mundane, and’ll probably put you in an early grave, but it is always there. Breakfast is always ready for those rising at sunset to hump boxes all night at the airport, for the trucker up at dawn setting up to do a few hundred miles before he stops again. And, Lord as my witness, there’s absolutely nothing better at staving off a hangover from a bender on Beale than a plate of fried breakfast mess at two in the morning.”

“Speakin’ of which.” He held up his coffee cup. “Could you hit me again, darlin’?”

Memphis Note
Memphis is one of the great shipping cities in the world, which means that things are constantly moving in and out of here. Certain roads are clogged to gridlock with 18-wheelers early in the morning. Late at night, the sky fills up with the stack of incoming FedEx planes. None of those people work regular hours. 9 and 5 don’t mean a thing for them. But, thankfully, Memphis still loves the 24 hour diner, so a good breakfast is never hard to come by.

Additional Note
Comcast was being a beast last night and wouldn’t work. This was supposed to have gone up then. Apologies.