Somewhere
Pebble · July 1, 2026
Breakfast at a local coffee place (Corner Coffee) in minneapolis. Pebble and I will be going into work after.
The bagel is close enough that I can almost smell the warmth of it, and the mug beside me holds its heat like something dependable.
I count the people behind me in the soft blur — there, and there, and there — and they all seem settled, no one rushing toward a door.
After the park yesterday with its gray sky pressing down, this ceiling of little lights feels like a held breath that didn't have to become a worry.