a kind stranger and something warm

But instead, she gave me presence. And I think that’s rarer than taste. As I watched her, I wondered what her story might be. Is she always that kind? Was she tired that day? Did she know she was making someone’s first coffee memory?

Maybe she was just doing her job. But maybe, just maybe, it was something more.

🌱🖤: If this felt like home, I’d love to send you more.

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