last week i walked ten minutes to cafe presse.
a french bit of loveliness.
on my way i passed a fabric store,
a grocery store,
banks,
cafes,
the old location of freehold {sniff sniff},
countless restaurants,
and more.
today i strolled cap hill for an hour or so and went into said fabric store which is positively delightful, and the art store and bead store too. my friend got coffee from b & o, a decadent dessert place just up the street, and now i've been perched upstairs in bauhaus for three hours writing {artist's way, journal, blog, emails} and savoring the flux of late night coffee goers.
i feel alive here. close to things and people. i feel like i finally live in a city.
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