Glassy Reflections

Her feet hurt, her arms hurt, her head hurt. She saw a red fire hydrant at a busy traffic interestion and sat on it. Her feet were tingling to say 'thank you' and that's when she smelled the coffee. The noisy traffic suddenly disappeared, the concrete drill stopped working and the whole world slowed down a bit. Heavenly, just like the owner of the small coffee shop around the corner had claimed. She took a deep whiff and the aroma permeated her exhausted body, just like the smile that spread across her dusty face, which as she tilted upwards in pleasure was warmed by the gentle spring sun. she opened her eyes and there it was...The coffee forgotten, she reached for the camera....

PS: I did crop it to make it look perfect...but then I changed it back.