Probably shouldn’t have had that afternoon coffee.

I thought they said it was going to rain.

I remember that it’s her birthday and that I forgot to talk to the rest of the office about it but it’s early enough that I might be able to stop and get something. The french bakery, maybe?

Green. White. Blue. Black. Brown. Gray.

Wind whipping everything. So strong it sounds like the windows might blow in. Or maybe a tree could fall.

So much water. Can barely see. I hate driving in this kind of weather. I hope the effort is worth it.

He shows me how to use the fancy coffee machine. His name is Kash. Cash?

I will not say anything today.

So much talent. Too little confidence.

Forgetfulness.