Solitude
A café setting seems to bring any good thing to an even higher enjoyment.
Even the mere action of people-watching becomes something more than just watching people.
It becomes a trailer of various individuals’ lives you may never see again.
It becomes an array of similarities and differences cast across the landscape of some window, on some street, in some city, in some corner of the world.
Whether through the delicious drinks and food, the general structure of the design, or the opportunity to peer out and watch various individuals go about their life, cafés (especially if they are good) seem to function as little stations of restful thinking.