coffeePRINCE

This is Ithaca, a city of almost half a million population.
There’s nothing really special in this city; grey and dull, empty pavements even in the rush hour, zombie eyes in the traffic – it’s practically dead – just like any city.

Somewhere in this city lives sleepyHEART.

sleepyHEARt lives likes all the rest. Wakes up in the morning – routines & rituals – goes to work and let s time pass until it’s again time to go home, sleep and dream. And so another day would come and pass.

One day sleepyHEART woke happily, he took his pants off the floor and walked into the dull and grey streets of Ithaca. In his heart he knew that today should be the day, for now he would chase his dreams. And so today he would go to the subway and travel… far.

and so he did…

Without any destination in mind, sleepyHEART still feels like he is lost, that he is bound to be somewhere he doesn’t know.

How can I feel so lost when I have nowhere to go to?

And so sleepyHEART decided to drop at the next station….
and walked.

He found a small red coffee shop in the middle of huge boring grey buildings.

Inside he asked for cappuccino; the barista took his order and pointed to an empty table.

For a while sir

sleepyHEARt sat, waited.

Then came this odd looking guy who asked if he may sit with him since all the other tables are taken.

Sure

He and the other guy talked, they talked about many things but one, LOVE.

Sooner, sleepyHEART felt something so strange…

And so he checked his watch, trying to distract himself…
One hour and a half! – one hour and a half has passed and yet it didn’t seem to have passed.

What’s this feeling?

To his surprise even the feeling of being lost is GONE – What is this?

Bothered he excused himself & went to the comfort room.
Faced the mirror, stared…
…and there it came. AHA!

He went back to the table; and just before he can grab his seat

the barista called out…

…cappuccino for sleepyHEART…

And he replied…

No, cappuccino for BRAVEheart.

And he looked at the guy at the table and smiled.