white chocolate mochas. caramel macchiatos. vanilla lattes. oh my.
My wallet currently has about four Starbucks gift cards crammed inside.
Varying in amounts from 9 dollars to 19 cents.
And because I'm a brainwashed American consumer under the spell of that green and white mermaid-siren,
I will end up using every single plastic penny.
Last time we scurried to the 'bucks drive-thru,
we were touched by an angel driving a Ford Bronco.
If the words,
"they already paid for your drinks"
isn't heaven sent,
then I don't know what is.
Perhaps it was the sunshine
a random act of kindness
Daniel and I looked like we really needed a caffeine fix that morning...
I jokingly lamented that we should've ordered some breakfast sandwiches too.
and one of those cake pop things that I can never justify buying.
the Ford Bronco Angel could've paid for an extra sugar packet
and my day would be made,
from a little sneak peek of good in the world.