Table for one

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The single coffee cup made me sense my solitude even more.  Everything around me faded into the background, much like I knew I had been doing.  The cloud over my morning solace taunted me, trying to will me to tears.  But I simply sat on that stool and waited for the rainbow.

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6 thoughts on “Table for one

  1. I can relate to the love of one’s own solitude, but the ending of this was as wonderful as it was elegant! Waiting for the rainbow–uplifting yet still melancholy! Great job!

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