I'm not usually at Panera's in the afternoon, but why not? I'd like to have my own private cubby here, with a privacy screen in Panera's warm, harvest gold/orange/vanilla colors. Why? To do hair. My clients would come in on their lunch break. They'd all be friends with me. We'd talk while I 'worked' (if you can call it work). I'd schedule regular breaks to sit at my favorite table with my laptop. I'd have a bagel with cream cheese every day for breakfast with dark roasted coffee. For lunch I'd have a cup of soup and a half salad, with an apple. Dinner could be the same. I don't think I'd get tired of it. I'd become friendly with all the regulars. I'd feel like I was entertaining at home. I'm having a great day dream here. Too bad it couldn't work. I'd have to leave my job. I couldn't do that. I have a home to take care of. Not to mention a daughter. Well, a girl can dream, right? In the meantime, I'll come here and visit when I can. And dream.