It was back in 2015. I guess I was in the lunch room, and just want to write something about coffee. Out of blue...just like that. The story was not really that interesting, in fact kind of weird. But hey, it is what it is. A story based on a prompt. This time, it's Coffee!
I can give you thousands reasons of why I drink coffee every morning from this cafe. But seeing you sad it's not one.
It was fun to watch. Across the street, just right in front of the window. You were there, with balloons in your hand.
How those kids would do any simple thing to get the free balloons. Some would do right away, some needed encouragement. Oh, how great you were encouraging them.
But today...no kids...no balloons. You just sat there, sad.
