Soaking in my surroundings, a misty breeze defines this rare autumn day on the coast of California. Sitting in a coffee shop with the hum of indie singer-songwriters and milk steamers drowning out the traffic. I take a sip of my obscenely priced latte and roll the increasing tightness from my neck.
Is it just animal instinct?
Soaking in my surroundings, a misty breeze defines this rare autumn day on the coast of California. Sitting in a coffee shop with the hum of indie singer-songwriters and milk steamers drowning out the traffic. I take a sip of my obscenely priced latte and roll the increasing tightness from my neck.