Sunday ritual

It's a Sunday ritual for me to walk to McDonalds for breakfast (maybe not a ritual I'm most proud of). This usually includes seeing lots of my "friends"-- old folk who gather to drink coffee for hours at a time and families that come after church. Here's a snapshot of yesterday's visit.

Also--fun fact: my walk usually entails lots of sunshine and warm Florida weather. However, yesterday I got caught in a massive storm on the walk home. By the time I made it back to my apartment my pants and shirt were soaked, my hair was wetter than when I get out of the shower, and my eye makeup was nothing more than black streaks running down my cheeks. It was quite the adventure :)