At Peace

Blog entries will follow about being in Nairobi. But right now, I’m sitting in Arabica on Capital Hill in Seattle, lovingly crafted cappuccino in hand. Patrick Watson plays on well-placed speakers. Everyone wrapped in layers of natural and earth tones, typing, sharing space, and air. Branches cast shadows on skulled wall paper, and I am happy and at peace. I love it here. So many homes, and somehow always home sick.