Aug 18
Starbucks Plymouth, MI November 2006 4:37pm I’m here to celebrate a good job phone interview. So I’m here drinking my cappuccino and writing it all down. I feel lonely here in this coffee shop full of people, and I’m distracted. I’m paranoid of the boys hanging out down the street near my Penn State flag-waving …
Jul 18
Starbucks Route 1, Princeton, NJ September 2000 Why do we stop ourselves? –5:42 PM– There’s a woman here without socks on, sandals with toes sunning themselves as legs boldly thrust forward into the world. Chunky heels, a firm step, a heavy stomp. Somehow it makes them stronger. Women who wear pointy high heels, they …
Jun 18
Starbucks Rt. 40, Delaware April 2006 Last week, I hugged Roomie down in Maryland, and that’s when it hit me: I’m saying goodbye. I almost cried. I’m moving soon, so it’s time for those farewells, that talking to the people I should’ve been talking to all along. My Grande Java Chip Frappuccino turns into a …
May 18
Starbucks Livonia, MI Have you ever just sat in a coffee shop and listened to conversations? This can be done anywhere really: in a park, on a bus, at a college football game, a kids’ softball game, in a lunchroom, at your coworker next cubicle over. Anywhere. What does that say about them? I’ve listened …
Apr 18
Tuscan Cafe Northville, MI What is that woman writing? “Hey, behind you,” I whisper to my husband. “There’s a woman writing.” We’re sitting along the wall in what I’m calling “our spot.” I seem to default here when I come in; the light is good and I’m out of the way from the main path. …