To be fair, as I plan to leave this city, I should think about some of its positives. Manicured trees, nice restaurants, and this coffee/liquor store right around the corner from my house. Not only is there free wine tastings on Saturdays, but the downstairs cafe has begun purchasing soy milk because I am such a loyal customer and that is what I drink. The same girl, wearing the same earrings, makes my order every morning. And our conversations are never more extensive then “I’d like a large soy latte.” and “That will be $3.” But they don’t have to be. It is one ritual I can depend upon, in an environment that makes me happy every time I visit. Sometime I feel like it isn’t any more complicated than that. Life, that is. Let’s just hope I don’t run out of $3 anytime soon.