saved

steering clear of hot chocolates when it's not monday has been going well. i've been managing to save up my change as well as my cravings. but this morning calls for an exception to be made (admittedly, partly thanks to a little birthday money in my mailbox this week).

as i walk up to the counter, i see that one of my favourite baristas is prepping to take my order. there's just no topping her smile. as warm and perfect as my forthcoming drink.

and then, for the first time, i notice her name tag: Saviour. no kidding!

and now back to translating...