I recall the wonderful days in Sydney again while i was lying on my bed last nite. Not a big deal, just something little, like...a cup of good coffee. I remember there is a small cafe in 2nd floor of wentworth building. It's really a small one, very hard to find coz it's located behide stairs,but always crowdy. I like the coffee there. I always sat there enjoying my coffee and waiting for the lecture time.
I so miss the coffee times in Sydney. What I have is more than a cup of coffee. It's something beyond words that I always miss.
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