any old day.

a croissant with strawberry jam (not home made, but very decent), a glass of freshly pressed orange juice and a cappuccino.
your preferred breakfast (late, at half past ten) in a café just off town centre, served by your usual, yet not very friendly, waiter.
no tip, of course. and the entire day ahead. what’s today have in store for you?
will you have a new story before dinner?
anything worth sharing?
will today be any more special than yesterday was or the day before?
and what’s special anyway? time to pay the bill, pick up the bag and move on.