Peace at Starbucks

I feel like I should share the good times when I have them because usually my blogs are pretty dark.

It's funny, I was told to come to Starbucks to escape my demons. To keep me safe. To keep me from doing anything stupid, and trust me, I wanted to do a lot of stupid things. But I came to Starbucks, and as soon as I sat down under its signature green sign (yes, there's outdoor seating), I felt this sense of calm. Like I can do this! I feel full of energy again. Light. Free. It's nice not to be weighed down by the world. I feel motivated. Serene. And maybe there's even a bit of happiness mixed in there.

Thank you Starbucks.