Door County - Sister Bay - Drink Coffee Cafe - 7 am
This latte is perfect. I spilled a bunch on my way to the outdoor tables and almost cried over the loss. Bob and Zack are sleeping at the hotel, and I snuck out for a walk. This quiet time, all to myself, is a newly discovered joy. Growing up in a 4 sister family, it never occurred to me to seek alone time. In fact, for so long, I thought I didn't like being alone. It's funny when we find out how little we know ourselves. The sound of a jogger's feet hitting the sidewalk happily distracts me from that thought. A few cars roll past and the seagulls call out to try to wake their human crumb-throwers. Oh, yum; this coffee! Today I hope we find some mopeds to rent.
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Note: We did, indeed, find mopeds that day, (I was manifesting unawares) and it was those very mopeds that led Bob and I to purchase our own scooters a few years later. (Scooters who received names the day we fell in love with them, and who will be highlighted in many journals to come.) Our scooters bring us ridiculous joy and gave us another thing in common after over 10 years. It is a beautiful blessing to find something new to share with an old friend.
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