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Tram and Coffee

Repose by Picasso
 MoMa, New York 
25.10.2016

Scrutinizing myself just before the tram door opens, I am hoping for a Korina Sanches Roxas look in the Kho-Belo wedding reception in the Opéra Garnier. The disheveled look- thanks to the wind, I am expecting do not exactly match. Once seated, my mind debated to either nap or tinker with my phone. I am aiming for a productive 15 minute tram ride to the city. I kept my eyes closed and felt my aching back while thinking of other stuff. Like the 5 job applications I made this week, the venue of my daughter's birthday, why I didn't bring my own coffee and that Kayla Itsines BBG program I have yet to complete.
My mind would not rest, thankfully it is quiet except for the squeaking sound of the tram as it turns and heads to Gare Cornavin. There is this lady on the phone behind me with her purring voice, talking about the January plane ticket which is quite expensive (British accent- I love it!)  I hope that the male on the other end can convince her to fly with him. Aside from that conversation, there's no phone ringing or loud chit-chat. Everyone's subdued, head down to their phone. It's only past 8h in the morning and my surrounding mirrors my need for coffee.
I look outside and adjusted my sunglasses over my head. Seems like I am overly ecstatic about the weather. The tram slows down and stops.
Making my way thru the crowd, I silently utter my gratitude for this day when right before me a queue appeared. Coffee is being offered at  Mövenpick stand. Yes!! It will be a great decaffeinated coffee kind of day.
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