Thursday, June 6, 2013

"Lost Files" Entry 2

I can imagine myself in a locally owned coffee shop writing in my journal about a couple that I see. I am describing their body language and appearance as they sit there right in front me. I am so eager to hear their conversation that I wish I was the coffee that sits on their table. If I could draw, I would sketch a picture of myself being their waiter. Maybe it's their first time meeting.....

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