Hi, I’m Brian Dys — a photographer from the inside looking out · a composer entangled in electronic music · a UX designer · a spouse, a parent, & everything in between.
We went home to Helen’s house after catching up too late in the streets of San Roque. I told her to stop trying beer too much.
Her house was the closest so we proceeded. There was her mom sleeping, head on the dining table. I wasn’t that sleepy so I headed for a coffee.
I waited for several hours… for several brewing hours and yet, the frappuccino I ordered wasn’t even lukewarm.
I slept at the coffee shop comfort room.
Originally published in leave.myblogsite.com.