Drinking coffee at a cafe

There is a cafe I often stop by during my walks.

At first, it was just a place to take a break while walking.

Before I knew it, drinking coffee at that cafe had become the purpose of my visit.

It's like that's the reason I walk.

You enter a cafe, sit down, and wait for your coffee to arrive.

I must have been thinking about something,

I look out the window and think about the hands holding the cup.

My smartphone was still on the desk, and I had no particular reason to touch it.

I don't know if this time will be of any use, but I don't think it's a waste.

My thoughts were still disorganized and my coffee was slowly dwindling.

I think it's probably because of times like this that I'll start walking again.

That's all for today.