I've just seen the dogs in my dream. I am at the coffee shop, and there is a huge line, and I am looking around trying to find a table for me. At the door, there is a lady with two cutsie fuzzy small dogs. They are barking, I can't get out the door, because the dogs and the lady are blocking it. I tried the door right next to it. Another lady with another dog. None of them seem concern that a person is trying to go through the door. Very similar to the dream.
I was wondering why I like coming to coffee shops so much. I discover interesting people sometimes. Today, I guy is sitting making some amazing drawings. Another guy is writing poetry. The feeling that people comes to this coffee shops to do something, to create, to read...I like that energy. I always get intrigued about some of them. Like the dude at the other coffee shop. I am 100% sure he is a musician. I've never been wrong about this. Is not just his long messy hair, is the way he looks into the void when listening to his headphones, as some one who is really enjoying what he is listening. Keep seeing him around, and even recognize his car now. Even the car he rides tells me a lot. Dirty, old bmw old model is not some one that is concern with the car he drives. Rare to find these days.
Another reason why I like coffee shops, is the people I observe, the families with their children, the women that meet to talk about life and everyday stuff with their girlfriends. The little children always looking so excited and happy to be in a coffee shop.
I like it because is a way to be together, without being on top of each other. I also like that I have no control over the music, and is let to random, and sometimes there is a song or a particular piece of music that triggers something in me, like a memory, or a feeling. Or butterflies, like right now, I feel butterflies inside me.
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