Sometimes I sit alone with a cup of coffee and don’t think at all. It’s nice to have a blank mind and an engaged palate. When my mind is always going somewhere between full tilt and some speed probably considered a low level felony, nothing is more relaxing than a cup of coffee on a sunrise. Or a sunset. Or the middle of the night, drowning in all that liquid moonlight. Any time is a good time for a cup of coffee and emptiness. Would you believe me if I said I hated coffee up until a month or so ago?
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