That’s how everything feels when I’m sitting in the corner of a coffee shop. watching the world go past as I sip my latte.
it feels like home. a place I can call my won. and for years (since the first time coffee past these lips), I have been looking for the one!
I wish I could say I have but I can say I’m so much closer to finding the perfect place to be myself. the place I can hide in when everything feels like it’s going to fall apart on me.
in the small corner of the city, i call home, there is a place that nearly completely the void in my heart.