I'm sitting in Starbuck's. There is this cute little baby in his mother's arms a few tables across from me. We steal glances every now and then, in between his mother's coddling.
A business man, unmistakable in his dark suit and furrowed brow, pulls up a seat at a table between us, and pulls out an enormous laptop. It completely engulfs the table. He begins tapping away.
The baby looks at him. Then at me. I see his wheels turning.
"What is he doing?" his wide eyes ask.
I wish I knew little one. I wish I knew.