Torn.
I'm torn between a fierce independent spirit-- one that caused me to stare
out over the colorful offerings of joy at the Kabloom flower shop across the
street from the bookstore in which I used to work, but never think
of actually purchasing anything from them because they are owned by
the Staples conglomerate-- and the irresistible idea of packing up
my editing and design work for the day and dragging it over to one of
the oh-so-comfortable-looking chairs in the window of the newly opened
Starbucks on my corner, just steps away from my back door.
Perhaps, instead, I'll hold out for the Jamba Juice that's opening across
the street. I guess it'll depend on what kind of chairs they have.
What's got you torn?
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