Nobody Watching Coffee Warmth

nobody watching

“nobody watching

in this moment,

coffee warmth.”


Freshly fallen snow casts your footprints, left then right you trudge toward yellowish glowing windows of the coffee shop. Windows outlined in translucent iced frosting. The expansive silence broken by muffled squeaking falling off your knobby boots. Hand on door you enter to chatter rising from small islands of conversation.

Sitting at a corner table you realize nobody looked up when you entered, nobody watched you order and pickup your cup of black coffee, walk the unending steps to a corner table and sit. Nobody watched.

In this moment with nobody watching, coffee warmth.



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