It's nice today. Somehow the man who always smokes a cigarette, while holding a coffee wasn't standing in his usual spot, which means I didn't see him. He always wears the same black coat, fingerless gloves, and no cap. His head must be cold because he's bald. The man smoking often stays close to the wall and doesn't look around, just looks down at the ground as he paces and drags out that cigarette with his left thumb and index finger. But today he was gone, he wasn't holding the cup of Starbucks in his right hand. When the man is there, he looks concentrated in his own thoughts as he makes that nervous pace. I wonder what he thinks about. I guess I'll never know, because he looks like a man that likes to be alone with his cigarette and coffee to ease his mind, with a contradicting nervous pace.
Cheers! Happy Monday!I'm glad it's a new week with new goals.
love, Maddie Violet
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