I noticed you here, not so long ago. I was sitting at the round table closest to the entry door, while you were sitting at the bar with a book in your hand. I couldn't see what it was you were reading, but I saw it's effect on you by the glossy shine from your eyes and how you would turn the pages. It was like you were searching, hoping a resolution would come, but alas, it never did.

For weeks, I would come...