and so it begins

Baggy shorts, sandals, my favorite t-shirts, Maine root beer over ice, table side next to the open sidewalk, kebabs aroma starring right at me, and summer passers by wondering why I’m sitting alone in this empty coffee shop in the middle of the summer. Don’t worry about me folks, ask any of my students, I want to enjoy this before the herd approaches mid-quarter. It’s the first office hours of the summer quarter, and the slight evening breeze is just enough to release a sigh.
There is a girl in here with a laptop with the font size smaller than then end of a pin. There is a guy looking at his laptop, rocking out with headphones not connect to anything but air. The pastry shelf is empty but still very pleasing to look at I like clean stuff). It one of those days where I am hungry, but only for the aroma, not necessarily the ingestion of food. It's mid- July, but many of us here will consider this to be the first day of summer.