After morning class, I have a very specific routine: I take my laptop, cross the street, buy a little bar of dark chocolate at Chocolat-Chocolat, and then go to Costa Coffee down the street and order a medium Americano.
With British chatter murmuring in the background, I perch at a little table with the laptop. Take a sip the black coffee, nibble on the chocolate, breathe, and begin to happily type away at the keys.
What do I write? Anything, really. Some days I blog, others I do class assignments. For one hour, I can process, record memories, and untangle my strands of thought. No distractions, no running around. Just a bit of peace and a keyboard.
I listen to music, watch people go by, observe those sitting around me. I've mentioned before that I'm a total workaholic when I'm home, but here?
Here, I can be still. I can enjoy every morning, sitting and tasting a bit of life. It's pretty lovely, if I say so myself.
Cheerio.
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