For the past year my home-away-from-home has been Seattle’s Best Coffee, which resides in my apt complex. Every Saturday I took the girls and Belle down to get some drinks. 3-4 times a week I would spend hours working there. When I walked in everyone knew my name, they knew my story, they knew my drinks, they were my “3rd-place” friends I guess.

So today I did what I always do. I parked my car, grabbed my bag and made my way to the entrance. Only to discover that Seattle’s Best Coffee is no more. Yes, they are gone, closed the door. No farewells or goodbye’s. Just a note saying thanks and sorry.

Bummer…

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