Coffeehouse Ponderings

I'm sitting in a downtown coffeeshop watching the cars drive by outside. Frank Sinatra is playing overhead, and I'm looking sadly at my empty mug. I love mochas. I was a good girl today, I only ordered a short! with plenty of whip cream, too. Nothing like the smell of coffee. Or the taste. Yay for coffee.

That's all I have to say. :)