I wrote this several months ago, but it seems particularly apropos right now. I’m missing being able to work at coffee shops!

I like the feeling I get when I step into

the neighborhood coffee shop–

all at once familiar and exotic.

I like the smells, the sounds,

the warmth of the coffee

first going down.

I like the many conversations,

the words laying themselves down,

fortifying the web.

I like the laptops and notebooks,

each suggesting works in progress

that could turn into anything.

I like the thought that I could create too,

hooking up to the hive of ideas

and creativity residing here.