this morning #865.

this morning, staring out through the café’s front window, a table full of sugar-filled kids jittering all around me, i knew i needed to focus on keeping them from killing one another. the scene on the other side of the glass was so much more appealing though. uncluttered serenity. seemingly silent. i knew that that reality was all in my head but i was a lifelong believer in the “grass is greener” philosophy. still, i knew that peace is never guaranteed. this place can be just as chaotic as any other at any moment in time. it was fine. i’d just sit here munching on a muffin. if things TRULY got out of hand with the kids, i’d step in. better to let them learn about the messiness of life sooner rather than later.