Lost in the moment of different faces at different corners, words overlapping within conversations of casual exchanges, at times rhythmic, at times high and low in pitch, but never once drowned by the jazzy tune that is lingering in this night air. Sipping my cup of mocha bit by bit, I wonder if the conversations over coffee and casual desserts and buns are deep in meanings of love, or perhaps daily chats like the wind blow casually, or could they be the freshness of friendships or reconnections of relationships? Whatever they may be, everyone is here for a good time, I feel. The night is slipping away, I am slowly enjoying my cup of coffee, flipping through pages of fashion magazines while trying to capture a fraction of my wondering mind, putting them down into words and actually thinking that this moment in life, is worth savoring after all *_^