Jennifer (gaaneden) wrote,

Safely in the Arms of Dana Street Cafe

It's chillier that I'm used to but there is no real rain to speak of. The skies are beautiful - meaning they are cloudy and remind me of Seattle. I'm at the big table at the cafe, randomly chatting with people I just met. I've missed this place even if I don't miss California. I'll be here all afternoon except for a brief run to move my car from the 2 hour slot.

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