La crêpes, La books, La coffee

  Today I had the best the best crepe I have ever had. Somewhere in sunny Florida there is a little piece of France tucked on a small-town street. This lovely eatery is called La Crêpe. I had a "Cornado" which is scrambled eggs, avacodo, salsa, and cheese I can't pronounce or spell all wrapped up in a slightly crunchy crêpe. I love little gems like this. I love how it's authentic(pretty sure the cook was actually frence) and how the atmosphere was petite and calm(I dislike loud eating places).  I also enjoy breaks from the busyness of life. It's nice to just sit down, order a pot of Jasmine tea, and listen to the french music as you wait for your crêpe. If you have never experienced this than perhaps you should schedule it in somewhere in your near future, I do not think you will be disappointed.
And if you aren't up for crêpes, I suggest planning in a few hours to just explore wherever you are at, even if it's your home town. Go on a search for little treasures that might be hidden in plain sight. Or look up  Yelp! for places you've never even heard of.
  On the same street as La Crêpe is a beachy coffee shop called The Sun Shoppe Cafe. I went there the other day and got there specialty drink, the Heroine. I try to get specialty drinks from locally run coffee shops because I feel like it really helps me take in the full experience. Sadly, the Heroine had mocha and this girl does not like mocha. I liked the drink otherwise, I just couldn't really get past the mocha. I'm a fan of peanut butter and I'm a fan of jelly, but I do not enjoy them together, in the same way I like coffee and I like chocolate but together... blech. 
It was still a good coffee shop, though. I liked the atmosphere and the service. I hope to go back before I leave town so I can get a mocha-less drink.
  If you continue further down the same street that we have been traveling on throughout this post, you will pass a very sketchy looking bookstore that I'm pretty sure is named BOOKS. It's a used book store that sells cheap books. It's fun. It's crammed. It's weird. It smells like old pages. What more could you want? I appreciate that there are no decorations or fancy signs. Just books stacked and spilling over shelves, just a guy wearing a Glenn Beck sweater, listening to the oldies station and selling used books. It's simple and I like that.

  In life, I tend to over-analyze, over-think, over-stress and over complicate. I get all these ideas and worries and pressures and responsibilities and before I know it I'm like one of those balloons that you see floating aimlessly through the sky...
                                                                 But coffee pulls me back down.
                                                                                      Writing pulls me back down.
                                                                                                  Over-sized sweaters pull me back down.         When life is getting too complicated(or I am making it too complicated) I have to go back to the             verses
                                                                     and poems
                        and crêpes
                                                                                                                                          and teas
                                                                                                       and songs
                                             and sunsets

...that keep me grounded.