Memory of a Summer Day

A slice of cake and a bottle of crystal clear water, face me on the table. It's a beautiful day, as I sit out on my little chair, on the side of a road made from carefully placed cobblestones. People next to me, at their tables, reading books, conversing, eating, enjoying a nice cool breeze on a warm sunny afternoon, in this little coffee shop in a quiet suburb of Paris. Buildings around are all majestic, artistic, all from the pre-world war era, towering around us, yet ever so gently. The mood is calm, but the sounds of people talking, people walking by, some driving by in their mini-automobiles every now and then, gives the place a feel of life. Drops of water from a small fountain splash around, creating the perfect ambiance. It's a beautiful day.