Welcome!!! To the whole mess in my mind!!

Hello, nice to meet you!! I don't know how did you end up reading this silly blog, but anyway, thanks for starting reading this thing!!! This blog will be my aid to keep my sanity from the whole mess in my own brain. There will be at least 2 series that I will keep on posting. The first one is "Brain Damage Control" or BDC. In this series, I will write about anything I learned in the day. It might be super random, but I will keep it easy to read, easy to understand. It's a practice for me too =) The other one is "The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop". This will be a micro-novel series. Please enjoy the might-be-not-a-very-new-concept-but-I-like-it-this-way-anyway experience while reading it. I hope I could keep writing it in an interesting way. Of course, any suggestions and requests are highly welcomed!! So!!! Enjoy!!

Tuesday, 4 February 2014

The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop #39

It was a cold winter with cruel blizzard hitting the small region mercilessly. The young boy started to feel agitated as he couldn't go to the coffee shop. The snow pilled up to his full height and it took a full week of hard work for the villagers to open the way to the town.

However, that day was considered lucky. It was a sun shiny day even though the temperature was still below freezing point. The young boy was finally able to visit his beloved coffee shop again. He was whistling while walking heavily on his thick boots, with a basket full of rhubarb and snow peas from his mother for the old lady on his shoulder.

It was a normal working day as he strolled down the deserted road in the midtown. He pushed the door happily and the bell chimed tunefully. He smiled slightly as he heard the sound.

"Hello, boy. It's been quite a sometime," the young lady said as she saw the silhouette of her guest.

"Yeah, it was quite a cruel snowstorm last month. I can't believe it, the snow even pilled taller than me!" the young boy put the basket in a heavy sound on the bar.

"What is this?" The young lady open the basket with a curious smile.

"Just some rhubarbs and snow peas, my mom asked me to bring it here."

"Thanks! We can make delicious jam and soup with these. Your mother is always a green thumb," the young lady brought the basket to the kitchen.

"Where is the owner?"

"She will come soon, I think. She said she would like to send a telegram to my grandma. She just went before you came."

The young boy pulled the heater near the bar and sat on one of the chair. The young lady came back with a full tray. She put 2 bowls of sweet potato cream soup and 2 cups of hot chocolate.

"Thanks," the young boy seemed to get used to the young lady.

The young lady smiled lightly and sipped her hot chocolate.

No comments:

Post a Comment