It was dusk, I didn’t need a jacket yet, and I was splurging on a little coffee when I saw him.

White graced his chin showing the age of wisdom. He could have had grandchildren, or no children. Perhaps he was a retired astronaut or a
war veteran or both.

But with his head leaning back against a corner he let his mouth drop open, wide and unashamed. Completely asleep.

He shouldn’t have gone for decaf.