my favorite coffee shop.
i just can't seem to get over:
the old-timey stretch of street it's on.
or their chalkboard menu.
or their delicious veggie sandwiches.
or the designs they put in my latte foam.
i find myself always taking the same seat.
at the counter that faces the window.
sipping slowly from my mug.
sometimes reading a book.
or sometimes gazing out at the world around me.
there are always such engaging people scattered about.
who don't mind at all.
when you break into their conversation.
desperate to know the title of the incredible book they're reading aloud.
i find myself breathing easy here.
unfolded perfectly between--
and its vibrancy.