My favorite part of Sunday: breakfast at the diner across the street from my job. Definitely not the best breakfast in Seattle. Not even on the Top 10 in my opinion, but it hits the spot. And not too bad for $8.
The sun was shining hard through the diner window.
A perfect morning, listening to the wind shuffle through the leaves.
There aren't many problems in my life that can't be solved with a cup of hot chocolate.
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