Sitting in a large sofa with a cup of caramel latte, reading high end magazine and listening to light musics... these are standard actions for myself in Pacific Coffee. Strangely I do not feel foreign in that place, nor I feel like I am in a public coffee shop.
I imagine I am in my own place, curl up in a sofa, flipping through magazines... within the vicinity of the small desk and sofa... it is my home, my 'dreamed' home.
When can I have a real one?
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Pacific Coffee
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