- A barista pours a leaf pattern in the top of a latte, panicking briefly near the end, and her coworkers cheer her.
- A couple sitting at a table next to mine are talking with a realtor about an apartment in my building.
- It dawns on me that the work I’d set out to do is more complicated than I’d thought it would be.
- I’m distracted from work when I rediscover instant messenger.
- To my surprise, Samantha slips in beside me with her coffee.
- A woman screams at the baristas, “How can I be homophobic? I’m a lesbian myself!”
- I close my laptop, Samantha is finishing the last several pages of her book, so I read a few pages of mine.
- I wander over to the front and get a glass of water.
- The barista and a police officer are filling out a trespassing complaint against the woman who’d made the scene earlier.
- Two children play on an old Mac in the back corner. Music erupts occasionally from their computer’s tinny speakers.
- Samantha finishes her coffee and the last page of Swann’s Way, and I ask her how it was. She says that Proust was very interested in recording all his memories. I mention that the book I was reading is about recalling memories, and I remark that its writer, wrote the most recent English translation of Swann’s Way.
Hey, it looks different up there.
you mean you really were working!
Well, I was working.