I walked to the restaurant from the repair shop. I usually hate doing this walk, but I needed a second to clear my mind. The sign said 7:30 am.
I looked at my watch. 7:10. Nope, not quite. I awkwardly looked around hoping to find something to do that wouldn’t be too weird if someone walked by.
I went over to the tables and chairs outside. Too wet.
So I tried to lean on the bench of flowers. Too prickly.
I thought maybe I could just stand here, but the mosquitoes hadn’t quite disappeared yet, so it was very uncomfortable. Constant biting.