Day two of coffee shop date with myself

 I made it again to the darling coffee shop just a few miles from the house.  I ordered large bowl/mug of Americano and sat at the table I sat at last week. Only day two and already a groove. I feel more productive here then I have at home thus far. Two hours before I need to get on the freeway and head to work. 

When I leave the house the kids are still in bed, the dog still slumbering on the coach.. the morning circus has yet to start. 

I am working on a personal essay. I clarify my insides and thoughts which each crisp line. 

This month has been turmoil and pain with difficult teen stuff. 

Something is emerging.

The same father and daughter I saw last week get their hot drinks and smile and laugh. 

So much beauty and all before the day even begins.