We needed a little somethin’ somethin’ to help us power through the late afternoon/early evening hours in style. She suggested Trevor’s new place. Great choice.
I had already been there once but it was her first time. Lucky us, found a parking place right out front and the place was nice and quiet. Trevor probably would have liked it otherwise but it was a pause in the day – and the quiet was a zen-sational treat.
I’ve known Trevor for probably a dozen years or so. He was just barely out of college when we first met. I remember conversations about his aspirations. I was listening when he would talk out loud about what kind of dream he was dreaming.
He got married, moved away, had two babies and worked in a couple of different cities for a number of years. Rumors surfaced that he was coming back. How could it be during the worst of the worst economic times in the hardest hit state of all 50, he was going to attempt to build his dream space?
But he did it. There it is (www.madcapcoffee.com) for all to see and us to enjoy. His vision – a reality. So a toast to the dreamers…
we empty our cups!
May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been,
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far.
1eyedmonkee 