I am thinking, and yes, a bit envious, of one of my good friends this morning who is going to a coffee shop she passes every day on her way to work. She never has time to go into this coffee shop because she is a punctual person and if she stopped for coffee then she would be late arriving at her office.
But still every day as a member of the rush hour, she breezes by the coffee shop, and dreams of what it represents: a lifestyle of unscheduled freedom.
And today she’s going to check that coffee shop … Read More
