Alone at a Café

Sometimes I like to sit in the corner.Looking out. Not looking in.I see the people all around.Laughing. Talking. Breaking bread.For some, it’s just a slow weekend morning.For others, an occasion, it seems.The young. The old. The in-between.Couples. Families. Friends.Music plays on the radio.Paintings adorn the wall.So loud…It’s hard to hear yourself think at first.The cacophony... Continue Reading →

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