I love sitting in coffee shops
I like watching the hustle and bustle
of other people’s days
It makes mine calmer
I imagine
The woman with the colored pencils
will sell her art to a museum one day
The man furiously typing
is on the brink of the climax
in the third book
of his bestselling series
The high schooler
with the chemistry equations
spread out along the table
is headed to Harvard
The barista who taps the counter top
in between orders
is practicing a piano’s song
The young woman in tights
is headed to ballet
I love sitting in coffee shops
and watching other people’s days
I imagine they think I am interesting too
That they can tell from my wandering eyes
that I’m in the midst
of writing their story
and wonder
how it’ll end