I sat in the coffee house enjoying his laughter. He was uninhibited and laughing freely like most of us wouldn't do. He was sitting with two friends, work boots, work clothes and by appearances, taking a break. I had got to the point where I felt guilty about taking a break as I had things to do. Even though it was my lunch break, I felt bad about sitting down and enjoying my bowl of soup and bread. I let all that go as I heard his first laugh and turned my head to see someone comfortable and at ease. I may have enjoyed his break more than he did.
