Moving from coffeehouse to coffeehouse, person to person
Compiling a cinnamon aroma and musical buzz each time I go
Haven’t I seen you? Haven’t we met?
Twenty conversations at once, thirty stories shared.
One with a deadline, two with the need for relaxation, three with a caffeine craze and five enjoying tea.
A coffeehouse is not a world, but a collaboration of small spheres
Try not to notice the ones around you, until its relevance you hear
