
Here we have what I would start a majority of my weekdays with. 7 a.m. bright and early, this is where I developed a longstanding addiction to Starbucks caramel macchiatos and a renewed appreciation for Tucson sunscapes.

And here we have my office. I worked in the spa where I developed in odd talent at folding towels, assisting guests, and arranging things "just so."
I digress...Anyway, during my many trips to the Starbucks in the lobby, I passed upon many a c.d. of "Starbucks Favorites". One day I buckled(I promise this is the last "buck" in the post) and bought their Valentine edition because, well, it had a good track listing. Nothing vomit inducing which on a whole is good. What really shone from the pack though was "Suzanne" by Leonard Cohen. I heard it and immediately I was lifted away to a place of solitude and beauty. If only for my lunch break...
(I apologize for the McWhack ad).
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