[100 days of 100 words] 74/100 letter from Austin

[kitchen_kink]

I'm sitting in a place called Spider House. Inside it's shabby tables and booths and local artwork and all the usual trappings of a locally-owned java joint. Outside, though, there's a sprawling, terraced patio with spreading trees, rusted wrought-iron posts twined with Christmas lights, booths with outlets (one of which I'm currently sitting in), palm trees, garden gnomes, and a fountain made of an old bathtub. A guy with a shaved head, covered by a tattoo of a tree, converses with a slim, punky, intense-eyed girl with a long, dreadlocked mohawk. I'm surrounded by wonderful freaks.

Wish you were here.