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i never thought id get into the whole excitement of coffee art, but i did. i was so amazed by the pretty swans in mine and az's. az said that the beauty of it is that unless you stir it, it'll just stay the way it is. i left mine for more than 10 minutes, untouched, and it faded. haha, wrong theory, but thats okay.

we had breakfast in the city. i planned to bus it but changed my mind to walk it instead. the weather was perfect for a morning walk. the sun was out, and it wasn't too hot either. its been such a long while since i had one of these mornings.

the idea was to try out the new branch at the city. the service was way quicker than the one in glen osmond, which was great. but i still prefer the ragu there then the one they served here. i swear my stomach was growling while i made my way to the city, but upon being served, my appetite flew right out the window. it had nothing to do with the food though, it was great, i was just being the bipolar that i was for the past week.

i think az is amazing. he's such an adventurer when it comes to food and cafes, he's never afraid to try new things, and the best part of it all, he's the kind that rolls on his own. you'd find him in the most unexpected suburbs trying out cafes and such, reading a newspaper, having coffee, and he happily immerse himself in the coffee culture.

we parted ways, and i carried on with my list of errands to do. i still cant get over how beautiful the weather was, i decided to walk home again.

i remember crossing the road, walking on the sidewalks with my ears plugged in,  i was listening to probably anberlin - amsterdam, singing my way along until a car slowed down beside me. i got nervous of its intention, but i stopped anyway to see who it was.

she rolled down her window, fingers pressing her lips, the other hand on her chest, i saw tears streaming down her cheeks,

"excuse me..." she sobbed, and rubbed her chest, as if telling herself to calm down to gather her words together

"have you seen.." sobs
" have you seen, a small, black puppy..he was just behind there just now.." sobs, and she stopped trying to hold it together and broke down even worst

" im sorry, ma'am. i did not see anything. " i turned my head left to right, to see if it could possibly be hiding in the bushes,

"where did you last see him again?"

she wiped her tears away, sobbing still, she managed a " back there, " her fingers pointing the opposite direction of the car.

" im sorry, i really did not see anything. i just crossed over, but you know what, if i see him, " then i stopped.

if i saw it - then what? call her ? i don't even know her name. how will i tell her if i were to see it later?

at that point, i was disappointed and frustrated because i did not know what else to do to help this crying woman.

"im sorry ma'am. but i really did not see anything while i was walking around here,"

she nodded, half heartedly. she raised a hand in the air, a silent 'thanks' i presume, and slowly drove away with one hand on her chest yet again, calming herself.

i stood by the sidewalk, for a good minute. not knowing what else to do. i searched around the area to check if it was possibly around - but it wasn't.

i felt so sorry for that woman. possibly in her late 30s. it could have been her loyal companion for a long time, and then she lost him.

i wish i could tell her that it will all be okay, that if it really was lost, it will come back in another form. even if it would hurt in the short - term but in the long run, she'd be okay. because what is gone now will never be gone forever. it gets replaced, and always for the better. -

but that's just how i would like to believe it will be. i think that has always been His promise.