My dream....
It was another yet busy day, I got up from my messy bed in the same clothes from yesterday night, it was a busy night at the Cafe as christmas was around the corner. I walked towards my bathroom, washed my face and looked up at the mirror only to see tired eyes staring at me ,the dark circles under my eyes,and messy hair, wrinkled dress, I couldn't remember when was the last time I took a long and relaxing shower or even laughed till my heart's contant after my mother's death. I was lost in my thoughts of my mom , when I heard my phone ring ,I snapped out of my thoughts and jumped to grab my phone it was my co-worker
Lizzy
from the Cafe my mother built. Lizzy always had my back she literally is a sister to me now. I picked up the call "hey girl! Are you gonna come down or what ?" She said through the phone "uh... yeah just gimme 5 minutes "I answered "ok just don't forget to bring the cookies we made for Mrs. Helen she being going on and on the whole week , Ok! "She said, "oh.. I won't, I promise "I replied and ended my call . I took a quick shower wore a nice outfit and took the cookies which I almost forgot and drove down the Cafe. The" Lisa's Cafe" is the only thing that is left of my mother and I live up to her dreams. I entered my Cafe as I opened the door a fresh Aroma of the finest coffee and freshly baked bread splashed at my face reminding me of my mom whish made me throw a warm smile across my face ,I made myself a cup of my favorite coffee and was ready to kick start the day. I remember playing with my mom when I was 8yrs old it was a normal yet a very serious discussion on our dreams I remember talking about how I would travel the world and see all the amazing things I used to read in books , I really loved traveling around the world spending the night under the clear sky ,stars watching over me through out the night ,just driving in my car without a destination just me listening to my favorite music and letting the wind m
