Coffee, black. Cupcake, sweet. A good spot on the ground floor. Two round tables, more than I actually need. The music is exactly right, the noise from the other customers distorting. I wish they were gone. Gone like the twenty-eight days of this month. Many days of anger and frustration, but also plenty days of happiness and laughter. February really had it all.
I'm sipping coffee at Good Ovening in Myung-dong. I chose this place today, because I used to come here a lot before everything changed and I didn't have the time to enjoy a novel and some coffee. I wonder where those days have fled to. The past, I guess. History. I don't want to sound too melodramatic, but lately I feel like I work a lot for nothing in return. It sucks.
Maybe I'm slowly turning into a pessimist. That would suck, too. Because I generally consider myself a happy person. And things aren't all that bad, actually. It's just my whining about the bad stuff: the water leak in my apartment, the stubborn cold, the wasted time and energy that I won't ever see again. Let's try and focus on the good things. Coffee, black. Cupcake, sweet.
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