It all began in a coffee shop

  It's not a long story. I don't think it's even an interesting story. I stopped in one of my favorite coffee shops called "Ports" on 23rd St. It's right next to a barber and a trinkets store. I guess if I went nuts some day I could go right down the line. Buy some crystals, drink some super caffeinated coffee and then try to sit still for a shave.

Sitting in a coffee shop drawing while listening to three people who hadn't seen each other for some time catch up. The coffee at least was good.