I was met at 4:00 am by a drunken reveler when I left my fiancé’s place to go to the airport; I waited 20 minutes for a cup of coffee because the barista forgot to put coffee in the filter; and the plane I was due to fly out on struck a bird coming into Amsterdam.
At the same time, I was greeted with the merriest hello ever, was gifted a free cappuccino, and made it safely to my intermediary destination. I could crisply hear Louie Armstrong singing throughout it all…
I see trees of green, red roses too
© Gregory Masiello, 2017