Today when I went to the Starbucks branch to linger like I always do on Thursdays and my dear friend the guard welcomed me with the same smile, the kind that you save for friends, it was like he never left. All is well.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
My fellow
For the longest time, whenever I went to the Starbucks branch where I am a habitue, the guard always welcomed me with a smile, the kind that you save for one who is familiar. I have always considered him a friend that when, suddenly and without warning, a different guard received me into the coffee shop one day last December, my heart broke for I knew that I have lost a fellow. I wished I caught his name and got him a Christmas present.
Today when I went to the Starbucks branch to linger like I always do on Thursdays and my dear friend the guard welcomed me with the same smile, the kind that you save for friends, it was like he never left. All is well.
Today when I went to the Starbucks branch to linger like I always do on Thursdays and my dear friend the guard welcomed me with the same smile, the kind that you save for friends, it was like he never left. All is well.
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