What I thought I'd miss, I actually did.

Wow, what a nice morning. This morning I woke up early at 7:30 (yeah, that's early for me!). I couldn't get back to sleep, and decided I would go get some coffee in Hillsborough in my favorite coffee shop in the world, Cup a' Joe's. I called ahead of time to make sure they were still in business because many coffee shops in this area don't last longer than a few months...understandably so.

I threw some clothes on in the dark, grabbed my computer and iPhone in my backpack, and went on my way. A friend let me borrow her 89' Ford Escort to drive around till I find a car of my own. I'll be calling it "Old Blue" for a while, because it's light blue...and well, old. But it's lovely and I'm so so thankful for it...you have no idea.

So I hopped in Old Blue and went on my way. It's pouring down rain, and should keep raining all week. I stopped in WalMart to get an audio cable so I can hook up my iPod to the stereo in my car. I thought $14 was a ridiculous cost for a simple audio cord, but it's worth the cost of listening to my music in my car.

I hook up my iPod and turn to the Weepies. If you don't know this about me already, you should know that singing along to music while driving a car is one of my favorite things in the world. I missed it so much! It was a little weird getting used to as I haven't done it in over a year (and haven't even driven a car in a year!), but it came naturally and I was singing obnoxiously in no time.

I drive through Hillsborough and I'm so happy to be here. I love this little town. It only consists of about 3 stoplights and a few main city blocks, but it's so quaint and lovely. Mostly liberal neo-hippies live in these parts, but I still love it.

I drive up to my favorite coffee shop and wait in line. I order 4 shots of espresso over extra ice with 2 splendas. The barista remembers that I had come here a ton last year before I left for Slovakia. She asked how my trip went and I shake my head with widened eyes and say, "Awwwwesome", not knowing how much more detail she cares to hear.

I order a pumpkin muffin and sit down with my Mac, muffin, and an incredible cup of iced espresso. I'm serious. This espresso is unbelievably good. It's just perfect. It's smooth, never bitter, a little caramel undertones. The cream is from a farm a few miles away and it's so thick and fresh. Ahhhh, this is the life!

I overhear a conversation of about 5 older people who have met this morning for coffee. They're not your average old people though- they're all drinking strong coffee, they have 1-6 pieces of jewelry on each arm or neck, and they're talking about the differences between deer, elk and moose. A girl sits across from me, intensely looking at her laptop which has an Obama sticker on the front. The cute young man beside me tells his friend about him stopping to pick up a guy who was walking down the road in the rain, his cheap yellow poncho being torn by the wind. He says it with a smile and is proud of his North Face jacket and sturdy leather boots. These are all people who I saw every single time I came here last year when I spent full days drinking coffee and raising support for missions. It's like I never left.

It's still raining outside, and as I sit by the window and glance out, I can still see the red and yellow leaves barely hanging on to the trees outside. The American flag waves in the windy rain above the old Dual Supply Co. store sign.

Gosh, I just love this.