Almost everyday, my favorite

cafe

in

college

drew a crowd. The only days it'd lay bare were holidays when almost all the students went home. Besides that it was a squeeze, and I'd often have to share a table with a 'stranger' during peak hours.

I did my work at the cafe for a list of reasons. One of the diverse reasons people happened to be there. There would not only be other

laptoppers

like myself, but also older folks reading the 

newspaper

or a physical book. There were also the 

first dates

and the old friends catching up after some time apart, picking things up like they'd been together just yesterday.

The variety of people and their aims made being there feel more alive, even if I were just cramming for an upcoming exam. Much more alive than my undecorated room. And since I didn't know how to make 

coffee

 back then, this was the place to go for some good brew. Altogether, the stimulation and dopamine from the coffee and the interesting people made 'studenting' so much more fun.