After waiting in line outside the coffee shop for ten minutes, I finally made my way inside and prepared for another longer, but at least warmer, wait.
I had time on my hands and so looked at all the occupied tables with everyone engaged on laptops, phones, and, rarely, with another person.
My eyes lit on one older man who was simply staring into space, looking at nothing in particular. Remote. What looked like a finished espresso in front of him. A lifetime’s compilation of cares and worries etched on his face.
He smiled sadly, sighed, and slowly left.
I had time on my hands and so looked at all the occupied tables with everyone engaged on laptops, phones, and, rarely, with another person.
My eyes lit on one older man who was simply staring into space, looking at nothing in particular. Remote. What looked like a finished espresso in front of him. A lifetime’s compilation of cares and worries etched on his face.
He smiled sadly, sighed, and slowly left.
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