The baristas are talking about Star Trek: TNG and cartoons. The smell of almond croissants mingling with a bit of car exhaust from outside. Urban mixtures. I wear too many layers because this weather has burned me before. I can’t help it. Do people prefer to be more cold or too hot?
I’ve been feeling a little fragmented lately. I think it is all weighing heavier than normal lately. There are small things but they sit in the tiny fractures made over time, in the past, settling in. Emotional spackle.
Steam rises off my Americano and my depression sinks further into my gut.