My day is very much routine. I get up, get ready for work and then stop at the coffee shop down the road on my way to work. I used to go there for the coffee, but now I go there to see her. She is the most beautiful person I have ever seen. Long brown hair, smooth skin that I can only imagine would be smooth to touch. But her most beautiful characteristic about her would be her hazel eyes. I could stare at them for hours, and I probably would if I didn't have to go to work. I really want to talk to her. Even just to say hello, but I’m just a coward. What am I thinking, I can’t talk to women.