Going out for coffee with my sister at least once a week has turned into such a pleasant ritual, that I find myself praying that we never have to give it up. Which is an unrealistic wish, seeing that the probability of oceans separating us in the future is quiet high. So, instead I find myself making the most out of these hang outs, where we unwind, sharing our notes over how the week went, discussing everything from fashion to politics to (yes I will admit) people! We can enjoy these sittings anywhere, I suppose, but cute coffee shops somehow always add to their charm.
But we also make sure to dress up for the little meet ups. Make an effort, so that they don’t lose their importance. Maybe because both of us realise how precious these memories would be in our future. Maybe we both realise how temporary this set up is. Sow we both make the most of it.