Writing in a hospital (by choice)

On a whim in late summer, I hung out in a hospital cafeteria to try writing there. It was very productive. I've gone back two more times and had similarly good spells.

Snacks and drinks abound, but a sense of mortality suffuses the environment. Science as our only true bulwark against amoral nature. And it feels good to be in a hospital out of whim instead of necessity or vigil.