The Death of “It’s a Grind”
It’s really sad. The coffee shop where Harry and I first started talking went out of business this week! I don’t know if you’d call it a date exactly, but it was the place where our friendship first started to become confusing!
I don’t like coffee at all, but Harry probably couldn’t live without it and this was some of his favorite (because of the dark taste AND because it wasn’t Starbucks). But it’s not really about the coffee, you know? It’s about a place that meant something to both of us that just all of a sudden doesn’t exist anymore, a great gift idea for my husband gone, a fun, inexpensive date vanished. A landmark in one of our favorite memories now lives on only as we choose to remember it. We may even forget how it looked one day; although I hope we’ll never forget how it felt to be there…
It really is sad. I mean, I remember the drive home after Halloween 2005, thinking “wow, that was really great! too bad it won’t go anywhere - she’s not interested in me.” I remember standing in the parking lot in January 2006 thinking “wow, I think there might be something here!”