Sitting here in Starbucks, I have a wonder in my mind. I wonder how much art has been created here at this Starbucks. How many books! How many poems! How many songs! How many sketches turned paintings! How many screen plays! How many dreams and brainstorms! I find myself wondering how many of those things have been created here, and then I wonder how many Starbucks there are in the country; in the world. How many coffee shops are there out there? These little easy bake ovens for art everywhere!

What are these places and what about them lends the heart to create?

Then I wonder what these places will look like years from now. It is so cultural now, and yet I am thinking many years from now. I am thinking about vacations I have been on to areas with old ghost towns, museums, and reenactments. It makes me wonder if 100 years from now there will be families walking through THIS Starbucks layered in dust and time. Will the tour guide be wearing a tattered green apron and pointing out different things the kids could not care less about?

"Over here we have an espresso machine from about the year 2004. The barista would stand back here and ask if there was anything he could get started for the next person in line."

"Over there is where they would sell Starbucks brand cups, pointless gear, and overpriced coffee makers for the wealthier customers."

Will the tour guide tell about the culture surrounding coffee that just blew up in American society? I wonder if she will merely be explaining what Starbucks "used to look like" because the company will have continued to dominate the economy and look entirely different then.

I wonder if you can go to old towns where there would be poorly done reenactments by costumed high schoolers who have no idea what our culture really looked like.

Will there be "old style Starbucks" still open to run "like they used to" for the sake of nostalgia and tourism?

I wonder!