It’s a Tuesday morning and I’m in the drive-thru at my favorite coffee shop.  I’m currently under caffeinated and overly anxious about the million and one things I have on my to-do list.  The impatient tap-tap-tapping of my fingernails on my steering wheel compliments the song lowly humming in my car.  The bright morning sun shines through my windshield, warming the spot between my eyebrows.  I stare intently at the clock. It changes to 7:52 and I frown as I contemplate the audacity of the guy in the blue Ford Fusion in front of me.  We’ve both been in line for the past 20 minutes and now that he’s finally…