Sitting in a coffee shop late one afternoon, satisfied that the days work was done, enjoying a brandy and sketching on a scrap piece of paper with a ball point pen. With some people, they have their memory jilted by the sound of music or even the smell of food, but with me, it is the visual objects that make me remember things. This image was found today and reminded me of that afternoon in the coffee shop, at least 3 years ago. The recollection of that day was so strong that it might as well have just happened.
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