Anni,아니

first

Hey, girl. 

I'm writing back to you.

I'm in a cafe called ANALROG coffee. They have filter coffee as well an espresso.

It's busy cafe always crowded with lots of costomers.

I was browsing the Net about brown rice(my boyfriend is not sure about the benefits of brown rice and vegan stuffs. I should be armed with knowledge for verifying my belief about vegan!), reviewing my english class and looking around people walking outside. 

I've barely written anything. There're no ways but to confess my lazzyness.

Or if you can give me a chance to make excuses, I'd say I worked too much last 4 months.

I won't doubt whether it was good choice to work in Metro Cafe. 

We're all surrounded by both treasure and shits, and as I experienced it is randomly delievered. Okay, Maybe 'randomly' can sound like I have an irresponsible attitude toward my life. I agree that most of shit results from myself, but some of that just appear and I'm bombarded with that. It smells awful.

Irrespective of what happened to me in Metro, it was good to meet all that different costomers. Saying good is not enough to appreciate thier kindness. 

I'm a defensive person, but I also like to say hello to others(costomers, who's not costomers, little babies, dogs, the sea I've never met before, the waves in that sea, all the green leaves, and scrumptious meals). While working in there, my self-defense was getting weaker. I now believe that lots of people are doing their best to be a nice person in their own way and my way's not always right path. As long as we try to be better, I also can try to be more generous about someone's fault or selfishness. I let myself not to judge others and be exposed the different-new things as much as I can reach. (Hopefully) 

Yam. This coffee is amazing. I ordered small size latte. I love all these noises in the cafe. The beans are being grinded. People are talking and laughing. This music. my typing sound. 

See you soon, Anni.

Thanks