Life is good. And by the way Starbucks, your uncomfortable hardback chairs do not deter me, because I grew up with a straight back typing on a typewriter. I'm totally here for the long haul. (Okay, really only until 10 a.m.)
I'm starting the day like I used to. Giggling with my friends on email, editing yesterday's work that they have returned to me, and starting fresh on a new chapter. And Mike, my favorite barista made my iced soy mocha. Doesn't get any better than that.
All is right with the world. I hope your Friday is going as well. I also didn't read the news or pay any attention to politics today. I should do that more often. I did have a dream about Hilary Clinton. I knew her in my dream from my PR days. I asked her how hold her grandbaby was, and she didn't know. I guess we know how I subconsciously feel about Hilary. LOL
The woman next to me is reading a pathology book. Much better career move than me, Lady.