misery_loves_a_different_city raze no one you know lives there, but everything is different there. it has to be, because it's an uninhabited space. even the coffee tastes different there. it must. the problem is, one cup will keep you up all night. no, that's not the problem. the problem is what the mind does then, where it goes, the postcards it sends from close range, the ideas that get crammed into too-small spaces. don't drink coffee in unfamiliar places unless you're ready for the postcards. 150125 ... jane and even if you're ready, don't hold your breath. invariably the stamp will be the forgotten piece. 150126 what's it to you? who go blather from