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When will my battery ever be fully charged?
I’m sitting here, at the Starbucks, neglecting this coffee, waiting for the bathroom. Surrounded by the crowd that manifests a busy noise and body odor weakly disguised.
It is equally a natural occurrence of unintentional happenstance and those that happily choose to frequent this corral for their coffee flask.
I personally don’t enjoy drinking coffee. I’m here because i’m bored, and the bucks has great WiFi.
I’m also I’m dating one of the baristas, so I’ll only be here for a bit, since I don’t wanna ruffle any corporate feathers with my bullshit.
It’s not quite dusk yet, but the sky looks like onions being sautéed outside, waiting for the moon to tell them not to cry.
I leave and walk down to the sand and i stand there at the shore of alki beach, watching the moon consume my eye’s reach.
Im thinking of the first time I came here. Five years ago, I think.
My roommate who refused to pronounce turmeric correctly drove me and the rest of our roommates here to drink.
We watched the golden sunset, warming ourselves with a bonfire some stranger built. The conversations were forgettable but the memory of that experience is eternal.
