pretending to sing poorly

Flash Fiction Practice
Imaginations of fogged glass

Abraham Kim
cafe fogged glass winter autumn pretending to sing poorly culture
Do you know, that I used to think about this place all the time? This spot right by the  fogged glass here. In my imaginations it's always  winter or late  autumn . It's definitely not warm. I'm waiting for someone. That person I'm waiting for is not always the same....