As we walked in, the café felt unusually comforting. I usually don’t enjoy coffee joints. Too many people, tables too close to each other, everybody talking at the same time…

Today from the blues, He asked me to write him something like old times. “That person doesn’t exist anymore. ” I responded. Knowing him, he wasn’t going to bulge, so…

I asked him how he would describe himself, he was quite for a while, then with a suspicious grin on his face, he responded, “Am like the patient guy in…

He had a big head, and preferred to be fed Day in, day out, without a doubt By the puny ones, who in his eyes, Were there not to be…