My daughter started a new class tonight… once again, I find myself waiting.
Finding a coffee shop near by has made me feel so happy…not minding
so much that I will need to wait. I’ve got my coffee, and a little pastry. “Sure…add another,”
another night of waiting, another shot of vanilla, another little pastry…because the first one was so tasty.
Yes…add another.
I have never been here before. There is a long skinny bar like table across the windows.
It will be my spot when I visit this place… I like the view.
There is a firefighter sitting behind me…(or a gentleman wearing a firefighter’s t-shirt.)
He has finished his coffee but is just sitting now. Hmmmmm?
Is he waiting for someone? Is he actually “just sitting?” It’s hard to tell.
There is a man, sitting by the door…he has a computer, it’s open. He is on the phone, speaking
in a language I can not understand?
A woman sits at the end of the long skinny “window.” to my left…she
is reading a magazine.
Three out of four people have the sniffles…high pollen count tonight.
The sun is starting to set…this shop will be closing soon.
I like it here, I will stop in again.
~simply~
