synthetic coffee mate

I needed to use the bathroom. To change clothes or something. I was upstairs. With my phone. My mom was coming, I could see her car outside and tried to text her. I didn't really want her to come in, but I was ready to go. There was a table. I made a cup of coffee. The coffee mate was the fake stuff. I poured it in and it became much too white. Too sweet. She came in. I was in a car. There was an awards ceremony. Tim and Taylor D were both going. I stood outside of a store, vintage or music or something. I talked to each of them. They were at separate times. I had a job to do. Making something a project. I was in Berkeley. The car was passing berkeley on its way up the coast.