Stepping into the building she took a deep sniff. The smell of coffee revived her soul. She stepped into line, pulled out her phone and checked her mail. More than a dozen urgent messages waited for her. With a sigh, she closed the phone.
"How are you doing," she asked the cashier.
"I'm good. Thanks," the girl replied.
"I'll have a large dark roast with extra room," she stated.
After paying and leaving a generous tip, she took her coffee to the self-service bar and added cream and sugar. She took a sip, closed her eyes and smiled in bliss.