I always feel a certain serenity when I’m in working in a Starbucks cafe, especially after the morning rush hour when there’s not too much traffic. Vibe is right, music is agreeable, people are low-key…this is where I belong, where I could stay for hours. But it’s extra nice when it’s a little cool outside (L.A.’s Panamanian weather cycle finally ended two or three weeks ago) and especially when they’re serving cappuccinos in those red holiday cups. That means November, scarves, the scent of spices, the approach of the holidays, etc.
