The coffee shop
10am, people watching
There's the uncle who ordered a bottle of beer for his breakfast, he's a regular
Counting his money in his pouch, wondering if he has enough?
Then the group of uncles smoking and chit chatting at a table
I often wonder, what they work as and why they're available to hang out at the coffee shop all the time.
Then the doting grandparents with their granddaughter, peeling the rinds off whole meal bread and giving her the soft center. Carrying her when it's time to go
There goes the young coffee girl
How old is she, I don't know
I often wonder what's her story and why she ended up working here
A drop out from school? Or escaping home?
She can't be older than 25 but I do know she calls Malaysia home
An entire family, sharing a vegetarian meal.
Grandfather, mum and dad
And two teens!
I wonder… don't they have school?
And there's the uncle who owns my favorite noodle store
Tall and lanky but pretty old, he sits and puffs his cigarettes one by one
His wife often nags him about relaxing too much and smoking too much but they're still together and I know she cares about him so much.
I hope the day they stop selling noodles won't come so soon, but for now, I'll be a regular for sure