I first stepped inside this place around 3 years ago. A friend from college kept telling me to go but I couldn't find it. It was just a chance moment when I actually passed by this place one day and I guess it was fate.
I stepped inside this place not knowing that it would become another home to me. Without realizing it, this place became a neighborhood cafe to me, similar to that of the cafe you'd see in a TV show and come to love.
Mystic became a sanctuary to me. It was where I would write, where I would work when I need inspiration, where I would hang out to sing, discuss, and argue with like minded people who respect differences ... it was where I learned to pick up the broken pieces of myself and it was where I healed myself.
Mystic is not just a coffee shop to me. It is a safe place, a place where I can be me and be accepted. It was where I can tell of my accomplishments and have people cheer me on. It was where I could cry and have people just leave me be when I am not yet ready to talk.
Mystic is a second home. It was where I can simply be Kenny aside from my own home. Now, the time has come to close the door to the old Mystic Brew to make way for a new one. They will be closing for a week and on Sunday, a new Mystic Brew Cafe will open. This time, it's much nearer my home (2 minutes away by walking) and with a bigger space.
I cannot wait to create new moments and new memories at the new Mystic Brew Cafe. For now, I want to say thank you to the old one and goodbye. As with anything, when one door closes, another one opens and always, it will lead to something better.
Cheers Mystic Brew.
I first stepped inside this place around 3 years ago. A friend from college kept telling me to ...