An Old Fashioned Coffee Shop

An Old Fashioned Coffee Shop

The thick burnt scent of roasted coffee tickled the tip of my nose the very moment I walked through the doors of that old coffee shop.
It was around 5 A.M. that morning and I could barely even keep my eyes open. I felt like I had gotten up with the roosters that morning. I stumbled through those old wooden swinging double doors as if I had been drinking too much. I finally made it over to an old cracked wooden table with chairs that matched. The floor was also wooden and when someone walked a crossed it you would have thought they were going to fall right through it. The old dirty ceiling had chicken scratch ...