berlin had the best cafes. spaces where i could sit for hours, people watching, trying to read cosmo or vogue in german, breathing in change and thinking about everything. and nothing at all.

this is something i want more of. sitting with my coffee. a salad in the late afternoon. wine before dinner. alone or with friends. at a place i've never sat before.

and so today after yoga and a much needed shower, i will take my books to sit. wear a skirt. and pretend i'm back in the city that stole a piece of my heart.