This morning I am sitting in a beautiful little coffee shop with a cup of coffee con leche. I look around me and notice that the stairs are made of tile and the walls are shades of white, sand, and tan. Hanging on the walls are framed puzzles picturing everything from the Eiffel Tower to friendly looking dolphins to a city straight out of a fantasy novel. Mis-matched create columns that span from floor to ceiling and are spaced every 8 feet or so. The floor is littered with potted plants and flowers blooming brilliant pinks, yellows, and reds while from the ceiling more plants display their glory. I am able to hear sounds of a small fountain that I cannot see but am sure exists. Soft voices drift o the light wind that is blowing through. The entire place exudes tranquility and peace urging you to entertain thoughts of happiness and contentment. Occasionally, the ringing of a bell or noises of spoons stirring milk and sugar I interrupts my thoughts and reminds me that this is real life.
