365

jan.8.22

I imagine a little café on a warm summer's day. The doors are open, allowing a floral breeze to enter from the tulips and marigolds outside. The place is lit up with a golden glow. Rainbow light glitters in the corners, like a string of diamonds catching the sun. Vines of leaves and exotic flowers wrap around the pillars and down the walls. The floral sweetness takes away every troublesome thought from the real world. Here, there's only peace and happiness.

Taking some time to sit at one of the decorated tables makes you feel instantly better. Like anything in the world is possible – your wildest dreams and strongest hopes feel so attainable, like they're right at your fingertips. You can create your own world with ease, with a gentle touch.

And to add to all the wonder, you can enjoy the café's summer iced teas and homemade sorbet; such summer classics like rosy peach, wild strawberry, violet huckleberry, and even saskatoon berry – all fruit as local and as fresh as possible.

The staff greet you with a smile; they are guides to this magical world they've created. They invite you in, fill your stomach with butterflies, heart with song, your steps with air like you're walking on clouds. They're like long lost friends you forgot you had, and are so happy to have met them again.

Then, when it's time to leave this place, and go back to your reality and responsibilities, it's heartbreaking. You don't want to leave. You love this place. The world doesn't seem as bright as this place does.

"It's alright; we will always be here for you. We aren't going anywhere. We'll be right here when you need us. You can come back any time you'd like."

Those words alone make it easier to navigate your real world; if it becomes too tough, deep in your heart, you know you're welcome back at this magical and wonderful world, simply disguised as a local café.