Red, White & Blue

People are beautiful.

I'm at Biddle's Escape. That's a coffee, tea and art spot.  I'm calm. My left forearm rests next to a doorknob sticking out of this table, which is...an old door. There is no more peppermint tea in my giant ceramic mug. This is a shared door table.

My laptop screen serves as a divider between me and a very thin woman. She wears a red puffy coat with a red paisley scarf. She has matching red puffy eyes and is talking on her cell phone, cradling it like a cup of cocoa. Due to emotion, her sad small voice sing/cries an octive higher than I expect. She sniffles and tells the phone that she can't commit to him right now. He knows what he wants, but she doesn't. And she loves him.

Over there - by the hip coffee shop garage door, are two people reading. One reads from a white Mac and one from a white thick book. They are bundled in black hoodies, and they look beautiful against the white snow peeking through the windows of the garage door behind them. They smoosh their hands onto their faces and into their laps absent-mindedly, engrossed in the material.

To my 10:00 (at the hinge of the door) sits a woman with blue round glasses in a blue long-sleeved tee shirt, sporting blue earbuds. She engages fully with her computer. She hums to the music from the earbuds. Though I can't hear the tune, her humming seems off-key. Like someone OM-ing while meditating. Slowly, she stands and wraps a gray and blue scarf around her neck and jaw to prepare for the cold.

And me. I am a small pink person in a pink hoodie. I chew on a cinnamon toothpick and allow the cursor of my mind to float from mental screen to mental screen, sometimes clicking on a link and reviewing a memory or expanding upon a musing.

I enjoy the dash of euphoria from these observations.

​People are beautiful.