My feet pound the pavement. I take a deep breath expecting to inhale fresh air but instead it’s the stench of exhaust from cars. I tense and just walking. Suddenly I’m at Moe’s. I open the door and am instantly relaxed as I’m greeted with warmth, with the aroma of food cooking, and with the worker’s pleasant chirp ,”Welcome to Moe’s!” The 80’s hits they’re always playing hum in the background as I stop at the colorful menu for a minute, even though I already know what I want to eat, having gotten the same thing to eat every time I’ve come here, each time more delicious than the last. As I order my food, my mouth waters at the thought of my burrito and at the sight of all the delectable ingredients going into it. Then, when I’m done ordering,
