This poor guy just didn't want to be awake this morning at Starbucks this morning. He was glassy-eyed while standing in line, then ordered his coffee and opted to sit down and wait at the large multi-person work table that I was sitting at. While waiting, he just kind of stared into oblivion, unblinking. When his coffee was called, he whimpered about having to get up, but the allure of the coffee waiting for him seemed to make the long journey from the table to the counter worth it. He shuffled over, took his coffee, then slowly shouldered the door open, as if even just leaning against it was too much effort. I hope he got to take a nap.