I have so much to say about Dunkin coffee. It's "the glory of the passenger seat," my husband driving while I curl up and watch the traffic go by the way I used to when I was a child. The windshield wipers snicker-snacking the droplets away while I sip. We have a newborn now and it's such a com…
I have so much to say about Dunkin coffee. It's "the glory of the passenger seat," my husband driving while I curl up and watch the traffic go by the way I used to when I was a child. The windshield wipers snicker-snacking the droplets away while I sip. We have a newborn now and it's such a comfort to be able to "get out of the house" and go through the nearby Dunkin drive-thru. He's in the backseat watching the trees go by the way I used to, and I'm the adult in the driver's seat now - me, the city girl who was too anxious to drive for most of her adult life - now calm as can be, ordering my coffee and doing my best to pull up as close as possible to the drive-thru window so my short arms can reach. It's the ritual, it's the taste of freedom, a moment under my control when so much isn't.
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I have so much to say about Dunkin coffee. It's "the glory of the passenger seat," my husband driving while I curl up and watch the traffic go by the way I used to when I was a child. The windshield wipers snicker-snacking the droplets away while I sip. We have a newborn now and it's such a comfort to be able to "get out of the house" and go through the nearby Dunkin drive-thru. He's in the backseat watching the trees go by the way I used to, and I'm the adult in the driver's seat now - me, the city girl who was too anxious to drive for most of her adult life - now calm as can be, ordering my coffee and doing my best to pull up as close as possible to the drive-thru window so my short arms can reach. It's the ritual, it's the taste of freedom, a moment under my control when so much isn't.