In the Coffee Shop where it all began
So here I am just chillin at a coffee shop, known as Drinkmor coffee. Sittin with my Wifi access, which is free, and my book, Les Meiserables, and contemplating life. The coffee shop is really where my adult life, such as it is began. Over a cup of hot chocolate and a bunch of hopes and dreams. Now it's over a cup of chai and not much else is changed. Much like the characters in my book thier is hope, and yet thier is a certain worry and despair of the past. A fear and a reckless confidence, it kinda describes how I feel today. The White Sox are on thier way to win 4 tonight. We all hopes for the win. Cause in my heart I'm still a Chicago boy. Shouts go to Jon who is doing battle with school as well as his litte inner demons. Eric who just got himself a internship in the local government (wooot!) and to all those who read this entry, cause your cool too. I wanted to mention that Myspace like all other online things involving friends, is addictive, and a little evil. But that's okay because I like it that way. More on coffee. I would describe the coffee as the little bean that gives great joy through great calamity. It is the seed. When picked it is but a berry, then through many processes, which we will not delve into now, it comes to you in a little sealed container. It is then ground with other beans put into a pot or device and boiling water is poured through it, and out of it comes something delicous, reviving, inspiring. I would describe myself as a cup of coffee. The best kind. Maybe not taken in too large a quantity, but always appreciated. A full bodied wonder of creativity that brings forth new ideals. The nice women next to me tells me its good being a tech geek. I smile, I think it's good to be young and happy. I hope that I transistion to being old and happy. Maybe with age I'll be more appreciated, much like coffee. Anyways, I'm happy none the less. And that's all I have to say on this matter. Goodday to you.