it is always worth it in the end

It is pouring to high heaven outside but I am safe behind the frosted glass of starbucks. I reached here in record time for once, but the journey itself was as usual wrought with anxiety. Warm chai tea latte tastes divine. I'm armed with
a punnet of fresh blueberries
lavender scone (impossibly moist and crumbly)
juice magazine
piles of readings to go through

I couldn't be happier