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Andrew Collins
Fellow at Trinity Fellows Academy. I like to read, write, listen, and watch. If things were simple, word would have gotten around. Yes, tweets are my own.

April 23 — Coffee

It had started to rain. Not a good portent of things to come, he thought as he waited at the coffee shop. He had tossed and turned late into the night and woken up weary. Barely ate anything for breakfast, still yawning after a latte.

And all over a girl? It was just coffee. Just coffee. Just. But that “just” threw everything in flux. Who knew what the next two hours would bring? Screaming uncertainty. Would they find two seats with a little quiet for conversation? Would a friend walk in and see him? She was running late — but had had the courtesy to text him. Did it mean anything?

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    Andrew Collins

    Fellow at Trinity Fellows Academy. I like to read, write, listen, and watch. If things were simple, word would have gotten around. Yes, tweets are my own.