There are many obvious reasons why it sucks to be back in Seattle: Separation from Sasha, facing work after a long absence, etc. But one thing sure doesn’t suck.
Praise be for decent coffee! I really tried to find an independent coffee place in Boston that had good coffee. I tried to think of it as just being different. But no, it’s not. It just sucks. And that no one there seems to realize it is the strangest thing.
But my first cup of coffee back here was absolutely perfect.