So as I sit here in Starbucks, I feel good. I am in a fairly comfortable chair with only a foot stool missing. I am not sure what music is playing, but if you've ever been in a coffee shop, it is the same sort of background music that is usually there. Really, it is a nice place to mellow out, kick back and write. And write I did...I am. I am writing this journal entry, and I have already written more in Lionel's story. The first draft of the introductory paragraphs are written. I say first draft, but truthfully it is the second draft. I was not fond of the direction the story was going, so I changed it. I think it has much greater potential to be interesting now...not as dark. Yup, I am feeling it tonight. I will head back to the story now for a brief period of time. After all, why waste a good thing, right?