Sunday nights I head to OTL in the evening. I order my mint mocha in a paper cup then find my way to comfortable armed chair. I open my Mac, then go through the past week visually uploading and editing my images. I enjoy the the random sounds of the coffee grinder, groups of people philosophizing themselves, each other,.. life. If there's a break in the conversations, you might hear the Irish band practicing in the back room. You may not be able to buy happiness, but you can buy a little momentary contentment housed in a paper cup.
