SEVENTEEEN

The shop didn't close up early. In fact I just finished my shift. I take one final look outside to see if I could see him. I saw Simon's car drive by a few minutes ago but I couldn't see him outside. Although, I tried to see him but I just got busy with the customers. It pretty gets crazy during the end of my shift. During golden hours. It's always like that with workers, teenagers and couples. Sometimes I mostly serve to young women. I love watching them walk in from works, school or somewhere busy. It lead me to the idea of myself walking to the coffee shops like these with my laptop on my arms and then I would have my car keys clinging to one finger. I would look at the sun outside. I would smile at the server. Get my cup of coffee and sip it outside the sunny breezy day. It would be busy at the office but it would be fun.

I always look forward to those dreams I'm still holding in my heart. Dreams that nobody knows but me. Hoping one day, I'll get there. In an office skirt, with