I'm making my way into the storefront location of Tully's coffee shop in Bellevue, just east of Seattle. I'll sit at the vacant small table in the far corner by the large window and watch coffee lovers bustling in and out. Patrons hunch over their laptops and coffee, no one seem in a mood to talk about the weather. …
The view from my coffee cup
I'm reading Eckhart Tolle's the POWER OF NOW while I wait for Carol and Joan to arrive at the coffee shop. Meera is skipping coffee this morning, she's accompanying her son to his therapist. I sip. My coffee is cold. I grimace. Carol walks in. She pulls up a chair and tastes her coffee. "You're still reading …
The view from my coffee cup
Paul isn't a member of our group though he's a regular at the coffee shop. He walks in and places his order. He sips. "Coffee's too strong this morning" he says to no one in particular and then trots out in a huff. He puts his coffee on top of his SUV, starts the engine and off …
Let's have coffee 