IIITHE COMMUTE WAS UNEVENTFUL. I was a little earlier than normal, thanks to my new "lifestyle coach" getting me up earlier. Just enough time to get a coffee from that new coffee shop that had opened in the upper level.
Standing in line, looking up at the wipe-off board with the various colored marker menu items, I saw her in front of me. Russet blouse with a gold, black, and tan scarf. Could be summer colors. At least she knew how to match, and put the most interesting items next to her face. Of course, her beautiful dark brunette locks are the next attraction, with the caramel highlights that pull your eyes up - and then she turns and a see the stunning silhouette. I'm smitten.
Fortunately, she turns back before I get too embarrassed and tongue-tied.
She orders her half-caf/decaf and
