Good Morning Mr. Coffeeshop

This is a little story about small everyday rituals. On my every-morning way to the bus station, there is a little coffee shop. It is very small and looks quite nice and cosy. Every Morning I walk by, I look through the window. Sometime the guy working in there looks back and as it's stupid to just stare at each other, I started smiling (well, I'm a friendly person after all). Over the last weeks, A kind of "smiling relationship" developed. I walk by. look inside, guy (if he isn't busy serving customers) looks and smiles back.
As banal as it may sound: I love it. I am looking forward to walking by his shop every morning and getting my good morning smile. Today he waived with the big milk container that he had in is hand when I walked by. Hach, everyday life is great :)

This whole thing reminds me a bit of how proud I felt the first time during my internship in Paris, when the girl in "my bakery" said when I came in after work: "Une demi-baguette comme d'habitude?"
For me, feeling good is so much about relationships. Big and small. Important and banal. And feeling to be part of a community (even if it's only the community of regular customers of a bakery) and being recognised just makes you feel home and a little bit rooted.

And some day, I should not just walk by but have a coffee - and maybe a chat :)