There I sat, in my usual Starbucks "office," eyes plastered to a screen, hands on keyboard trying to write, return emails, and take care of "kid stuff" in the short time I had before running off to teach and picking up the kids from camp.
It can be a juggling act, and often the stresses of life creep into this time, making it harder to focus. This particular day I had a lot on my mind: family and friends dealing with illness and insurance issues at the forefront, exes and finances and an overwhelming feeling of worry. I guess it was all showing on my face as I attempted to sit with these feelings and attend to what I needed to do. I barely noticed as a friend of mine slipped a Starbucks sleeve in front of me on the table, blew me a kiss, and walked out the door. I looked down and there on the sleeve was a note: