A Starbuck love affair
It's Wednesday night again and as I walk to my normal table at the local Starbucks I wonder will he come in? Will he walk into this place again and smile at me. As I sit listening to the jazz music that fills the air and playing the simpsons tapped, I reallize that the time is just creeping away. Why isnt it 8pm yet. Will he and his son walk-in? Will this be the day that he talks to me? Will this be the day I get the guts up to say hi to him? Will he stay for a bit today or hurry out like usual. Many people walk in and out all night and I barely notice them. Then suddenly as I get absorbed in facebook or something I hear his voice. I slowly stop slouching, but seriously like he didnt already see me slouching. Maybe he likes slouching. Did he see me at all? Does he see me every week? So obsessed my brain starts going miles per minute. What am I going to do if my starbuck gift card runs out? I...