Dearest you, I’m writing this from my favourite coffee shop, Oat Flat White at the ready, in what has very much become my Sunday morning routine. There is a student furiously tapping away at his own laptop on the table next to me, which is scattered with textbooks and papers and the remains of a half eaten Croissant.
Sunday Morning, Amongst Strangers
Sunday Morning, Amongst Strangers
Sunday Morning, Amongst Strangers
Dearest you, I’m writing this from my favourite coffee shop, Oat Flat White at the ready, in what has very much become my Sunday morning routine. There is a student furiously tapping away at his own laptop on the table next to me, which is scattered with textbooks and papers and the remains of a half eaten Croissant.