My inspiration π©· Part 7 π€
Coffee Art π€β One November morning... π©·
We drove out of the city towards the river. My friend was concentrating on driving, but I could feel her worried and warm gaze on me from time to time.
I cried in the passenger seat and just kept repeating to her, "Well, what an idiot I am... I mean, there's not a single reason not to think that I'm an idiot..."
Her voice was calm, soft, even maternal (I had no such support in my life, but I instinctively felt it). "You're not an idiot. Don't even think like that... You just have a very big and kind heart... You share your warmth, there's enough for everyone, Dear. You see... For your family, your friends, and even..." here she stopped talking for a second and added, "you have to keep sharing and..."
"I don't want to," I whispered to her, clearly aware of why.
"You are so... And your heart is so... You have to keep sharing... Things will get better..."
At that moment I was so grateful to her and to myself that I wasn't alone.
My inspiration for the Chapter 13 of the story "Trying to remember" π©·
One cozy meeting... The smell of holiday is in the air πβοΈ
Autumn coffee ππ
Coffee girl...βΊοΈ
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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