Coffee shop chill

I’m sat here in the coffee shop looking out the window watching the rain drizzle down in a race to get to the bottom. It is an early afternoon in October where it’s not cold but it’s not hot either but a jumper wouldn’t go amiss.

I sit here with my hands wrapped around a hot cup of coffee thinking about what to do with my free time. I don’t normally have enough a lot free time to do something on my own, so this is a luxurious for me. I shall indulge in this moment and enjoy it without the presence of guilt.

I can take my time to take it easy as there is no rush to hurry. I don’t need to do anything but enjoy this moment. I am going to sit here for a while and just soak up the atmosphere.

The place is quiet, all I can hear is the coffee machine bubbling  away whilst the chatter goes on in the background. I feel warm and relaxed sitting back reading my book. I feel safe and there’s music playing in the background, soft coffee shop type of music nothing that promotes any sort of emotional feelings towards it.

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 I’m just in this moment enjoying what I have, reflecting about what I could be doing but then not really bothering because it’s ok to do nothing. We forget in this day and age but it’s ok to do nothing,it’s ok to be lazy and just watch and listen and drink. Frequently you see strangers out of the window rushing about, not having a moment to stop and take note of life.

It is good to take a moment in life you just sit back and smelling  that lovely Lava Java coffee making sure your belly is all warm, happy and content knowing that there’s no rush to do anything. the only thing I have to worry about next is to think about what cake I would like what goes well with coffee maybe carrot cake or lemon drizzle simple choices simple boys I’m happy in this moment no demand no need I’m just sitting in a coffee shop by myself minding my own business and not worrying it’s good to be alive right here right now Peace by myself



Sue didn’t like her life that much and was constantly in a state of fear, waiting around for the time when they were going get her. This made Sue feel like she was living on a constant edge,  she couldn’t even enjoy her favourite programme, Deal Or No Deal.

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Every time there was a knock at the door she jumped.  She knew they would come but the anticipation was killing her inside.  She did not know how long she could live a life in fear for.

Then suddenly the day arrived and they were there waiting for her at the door, wanting to get in. Sue tried to hide but this was totally pointless.

They were monitored Sues every months, she could not escape this nightmare. They were watching her and they would never miss a trick.

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Sue could feel her heart pounding against her chest, the thought of then touching her again and knowing they wanted that something of her made her skin crawl.

You see Sue owned them her life, ironically she was already in her own prison and she couldn’t live a normal life. If she dared to but up a fight she risked more abuse and hell for being hostile.

Today was the night she was going to do something about it. Standing in the kitchen she spotted the knife block and the temptation was high. She had nothing to lose but would she have the strength to end this hell…..

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Lesson (Short Story).

This is a lesson for you to learn, that you can’t hide your pain forever. Someone will find the truth and will listen to your upset.

You think you know everything, you got it down to the nitty gritty but your view is warped. Because you have your own agenda and you feel angry for being left so vulnerable.

No one wants to  be taken advantage, especially not you. You hate the way it has scared and tainted your out view.


You don’t feel you can love anymore, the trust has been broken. You used to be so trustworthy, open to all. Now your so closed off, because you don’t ever want to be hurt like before. People may view you as controlling but deep down your just a child screaming no.

The one big lesson for you is that life will never be the same again. That makes you angry the preparatory can come and take as they please. Who do they think they are, having that right to destroy such innocence that can never be restored ever again.

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A part of you is torn away and you are left empty, a shell of what you once were. I hate you with all my might but you are out there free to wonder.  No one is safe of this robber who preys on venerable because they are so easy.

I hate you and I wish you were dead, why did you mess me about for?  I used to be so happy but now I am nothing!

I worry for the future as I don’t know how I will manage. I feel broken with no one to understand. Every day I am reminded of the lesson that you taught me. I have flashbacks and the pain is unreal.


I wish I could find you and intern teach you a lesson to not mess.  But I don’t feel lucky so instead I hold on to the hope that fate finds you and batters you with the consequences of your past actions.

NB: this is a fiction piece where I want to enhanced my creative skills.