Today, I’m letting go of a small thing—a café stamp card.

Last winter, after visiting the Museum of Natural History, I stumbled upon a quiet café nearby. The latte was smooth, the scone buttery, and the light filtering through the window gave the place a kind of calm magic. I asked the barista to stamp my new loyalty card, feeling cheerful at the thought of returning again and again.

The café has six locations across New York, so I assumed I would easily fill all ten stamps. But time passed, seasons changed, and I never went back. The card has been tucked in my wallet ever since—a tiny square of paper holding a memory.

For a moment, I thought about keeping it as a bookmark. But then I realized I already have too many “someday” bookmarks, each from a moment I couldn’t quite say goodbye to.
So today, this one goes, too. The latte is long gone, but the warmth remains.

Goodbye!