Table With A Street-View

I have been heading to the coffee shop, finding it a warmer place to work than at home… plus there is live music- a perk which my four walls cannot offer. This weekend I took a seat at the window facing the intersection of S. Clinton and Alexander. As the traffic lights danced their three step in perpetual repetition I realized that we are all too willing to trust our lives to those simple lights- our existence in the hands of red, yellow and green.

I later found out that just a year after the shop opened, a pickup truck crashed through the front window and façade, knocking out a corner of the building. Maybe we shouldn’t trust so easily.

The world was moving at a frantic pace and each of us found ourselves left behind in some way.


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