Demystifying the Art of Doing What You Love

I wrote a blog on The Huffington Post, ya'll.

...It’s Wednesday morning. There is a simmer of coffee shop sounds rumbling around—not quite like boiling water, which is much too fast. More like gravy, bubbling from beneath a thick surface until the density of sausage and cream gives way to a flapping *pop*. The faint sound of ambient music is hardly audible beneath the squeaking chairs being pulled out, beans rattling around in the coffee grinder, and humming voices discussing early morning things. I am beside a wall of windows where the sun comes through, blazing and hot. Hot even for 10am. Atlanta is like that...


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