So I was sitting in this little corner cafe yesterday afternoon – you know the one, with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order even though you’ve only been there twice. It’s become my go-to spot for those weird in-between hours when you’re not quite ready to go home but don’t really have anywhere to be. I had my laptop open, pretending to be productive, but mostly just people-watching and sipping an oat milk latte that cost way too much. The sunlight was hitting the table at this perfect angle, making the screen glare impossible to ignore. I was supposed to be planning my friend’s birthday…