He walked into the small café, the scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. The morning light streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the wooden tables. After ordering his usual, he found a seat by the window and opened a book he had been meaning to finish. The café was quiet, with only a few others scattered around, enjoying their own moments of solitude. As he sipped his coffee and read, time seemed to slow down, offering a peaceful escape from the usual rush. The world outside moved on, but for a little while, everything was perfectly still.