fight club cafe

today was difficult.. on several levels.
first, i had a counseling session that arrived early (waking me up). then, two others from the church stopped by unanounced.. it was cool to chat with them in the garden, but they arent the simplest either.
and then cafe chance. the air was electrified. the usual suspects were there, and all in their usual "good" moods. right as i had managed to start a half-way productive conversation with sven (very hard to do) another guy i barely know came in and challenged him. they got into a loud fight about "he-said-she-said-you-said-i..." and it escalated into a brawl between the cafe, street, cafe again, street again.. a few coffee pots and things were broken in the process. once the other guy was gone, sven turned on his girlfriend and i and began screaming about how we shou.d leave him the f@#$ alone when he is mad.. it kinda reminded me of the couple on the street recently, and i kept wishing i could just get her away from him. she went with him, however, she came back an hour later and i was able to talk with her one-on-one.
in the meantime, jens showed up! YEAH!!! he just got outta jail at the beginning of the month. this is the guy whose brother, horst, died the day before he should of gone to therepy. he looked better but not good, and said the time in jail helped him to get some distance from the death of horst, and to realize he does need professional help. pray!


O sleep, O gentle sleep,
Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
shakespear: Henry IV