Various Commuters (Late March)

The beasts of the wood look out on the plain; they see a halfscale wooden windmill motionless in the wind. The morning commuters encircle it, not for battle, no giants here, but coffee flavored syrup confections, giant in their own measure, capped with florescent sprinkles and whipped cream, the cornerstone of a vitalizing, if not nutritious, breakfast.…