A Cozy Opening

Time slows down for me on this foggy morning in the café. The librarian unlocks the doors and guests flow into the foyer. A flurry, like clouds whirring around my floating mind, they disperse into cozy nooks, checking in for their meeting rooms, dashing up the stairs to claim their computers.

Some stop by and order drinks. We pour hot espresso and steamed milk into paper cups.

I’m in a daze as smiles pass by. Pleasant chatter fills the room.

My fellow barista refines the calibration on the espresso machine. Weighing and grinding. Tasting, assessing.

I stand by the fresh pastries, romanticizing this cozy morning. Letting daydreams and tiny musings fill my mind with paths to wander.