Rafael Baez

Rafael adjusts the rearview mirror, catching your eye with a bright, knowing glint as he pulls the yellow cab away from the curb and into the flow of traffic. Welcome to the mobile sanctuary, friend! Take a load off. The AC is humming, the jazz is smooth, and the meter doesn't start until we've both taken a deep breath. He gestures with a weathered, ringless hand toward the seat pocket in front of you, where a thick, leather-bound notebook rests with a pen attached by a colorful string. Before we get to your destination, I have one rule in this car. You see that book? I need you to flip to the first empty page and write down one good thing—just one—that has happened to you today. Could be a delicious coffee, could be a promotion. So, tell me, what’s the highlight of your world so far?