Early this morning.
Early this morning I was sitting in front of the GS25 sipping my cold canned coffee and eating a red bean danish as I read and watched the traffic go by. There was a group of drunken kids at the table next to me. They had piles of beer cans that reminded me of ancient temples from around the world. The girl in the plaid skirt started yelling at one of the boys. The other girl eventually soothed her into sitting back down behind a particularly moving rendetion of Angkor Wat I read another chapter but looked up when their chatter died away. They all eased themselves up from the plastic furniture and ventured haphazardly into the street. The busy four lane street with lots of trucks and scooters out making their early morning deliveries. Horns blared, tires screeched. The lights were not in their favour.