Today, rainy. We’ve just opened, and I’m out with the guests, walking around, sipping a beer. The fire and the trip-hop/ambient instrumentals appear to be complementing the very aesthetic that entices entry. The language of everyone’s structure, and face shape, reiterates why I opened this place. The lights over there in the far left corner, with their pink and purple tint, where the 40-something couple enjoys the Zin I just added to the list, attracts me. Almost want to ask them to sit elsewhere, so I can have the safe section to my Self.
Sitting down. Happy with all this. Next coat of notes thrown from the speakers, heads nod, bob. I smile, sip. Sip again. Smile, for a batch of beats.