Day 1: Steaming Coffee

As kevin sat down with his cup of coffee, the weight of the day became apparent to him: his shoulders ached, the balls of his feet were suddenly tender, and he wished he had his bottle of eye drops handy to relieve the deserts of his eyes. The hubbub of the coffee shop had quickly quieted down on his entrance and he started to worry about where he had just entered.
Growing up in a small college tow in the Rockies had given Kevin a sense of adventure, but left him incapable of seeing how different his family could be to the rest of his friends'. As he took his first sip of coffee and the weight of the day started to dissolve in the big black hot tub of his double shot foglifter, he suddenly felt isolated, cold and distant. The other people around him started to haze away to the thoughts of the home he just left--his loving, though crazy mother, his ever-going grandmother, and stoic, but funny father, even his ex-boyfriend the love of his life--Alex.
The canvas of Kevin's mind was painted with Alex's strokes. Kevin felt such an affinity for Alex the moment he met him and they had lived the past three years of their lives to the fullest, enjoying the most they could of each other and love.
And even with the best years of their lives behind them, Alex and Kevin weren't able to move together and start a new life in California. Alex decided to stay and Kevin wanted to go. At that moment as Kevin was reminscing on his life, he felt the heat of the stare of someone on his neck.