It is amazing how magical a night can be at a great restaurant. Manchu took me out to dinner at Joey in Bellevue. So often we forget to take time and enjoy life. But dinners can give that opportunity. But even then it is easy to make light talk or talk only of work and wolf our food down without either enjoying the food or the company. Somehow by the end of the dinner the talk is just warming up. That is why coffee is the best part of the meal. Once that coffee gets poured and the cream creates clouds in my coffee the night transforms into magic. Suddenly life seems clearer and life is easier, and thoughts more profound. All my best conversations are over coffee. Manchu and I discussed dreams and anxiety and how people change and how people fit.
All this is so more romantic in my head. I might do a rewrite when I am not tired, and not distracted by tv.
May all your dreams be filled with fluffy covers and coffee filled with clouds.
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