There is so much that is good about sitting alone in a coffee shop armed with nothing but a book and a laptop and steaming cup of caffienated milk. Except for this part: I have to pee, and there is no one to watch my stuff. I suppose I could....bring my laptop with me? Hot dang. I still have to write letters; I don't want to lose my spot (corner, by the windows, in the sunshine, underneath the music).