The Meaning of life: Rosemary Dai Ross
The smell of coffee and a need for a bag of beans brought me into a new coffee shop downtown Seattle. "What do you have in terms of a medium blend?" I ask the barista. He looked like the prince from beauty and the beast. The nose, the long curly hair and a twinkle in his eye. With an air of mystery he leaned over the counter, "The Meaning of Life, might be a good blend for you." "The Meaning of Life is a bold name for a medium blend!" I joke. He leaned in further, "There is a tale that says people who desire to contemplate the meaning of life come to Seattle to sip coffee in the rain." With that, I present a collection of stories, a cup of coffee in the rain.