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Warmth--not from temperature but from an accepted, inviting environment.
The coffeehouse.
People chat around tables. Tracks of various albums seep through the speakers and compete for background noise with the machines that make the luscious cafe mocha or hazelnut hot chocolate.
Why would I want to be anywhere else?
Here, I can write, talk to friends, observe passersby as I sip my warmth in the comfort of an armchair deep in the corner.
It is as if I am not even participating in life--merely enjoying the observance of time passing. Stress can melt away as waves of contentment fill my soul.
To know a place fits you perfectly although you cannot define yourself with concrete nouns, verbs, or adjectives. You just know--this place IS you.
Others are here too...Do they have the same experiences? What are they here to accomplish?
Right now, just life--and knowing that in my little corner where I sit warming myself in the ambiance-- that my soul is alive here. For that may be the only thing i am certain of. My private moment in a public place--full of witnesses.
God, I hope others feel this way too.
My happy place. My coffeehouse.

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