The Starbucks Experiment – Beginning

After seeing my daughter into her dance studio, I quickly navigated the snow-covered parking lot and found myself walking into an empty Starbucks. Part of me was excited as I would happily feed my caffeine addiction rather quickly as there was no line-up, but then I realized, “Who was I going to watch?”. Would my Muse and I sit alone together and attempt to hack out another chapter, or perhaps read through and finally complete one of my many drafts for my blog?

I would not be disappointed for as soon as I sat down after putting the lid on my vanilla latte, the door opened letting in a cold blast of winter air.


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