"Today's motivation provided by coffee."
"My morning coffee makes me feel like I got my shit together. I don't, but it makes me feel like it."
"I woke up like this. And by "this" I mean exhausted and in desperate need of coffee."
Which I find all funny and well, because who doesn't love to blame their morning irksomeness on lack of caffeine?!
I love coffee. I adore it. I love it as much as Lorelie and Rory Gilmore. Ok, maybe not as much. But nearly enough.
But most of all, I love the ritual of having my morning coffee. I love the sound of coffee being poured into a cup. I love adding the cream and watching the white swirl into the black.
I kind of feel like Agent Dale Cooper right now, except he drinks his coffee black. Like midnight.
Let's make a promise to one another (we can do that, we're friends) that not every morning's cup of coffee will be rushed this week. That we will savor that delicious liquid that allows us to get ALL THE THINGS done.
This week enjoy a cup of coffee and turn off your phone, your television, the radio. Open up a window and let fresh air into your room. And truly take awhile to drink your coffee. Let your mind wander.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves.
Anthony Trollope, The Warden.
I think in a time when we are so busy being busy, we carry the burden of busyness like a badge of war. Let's be honest here, we LOVE being busy or appearing busy. And really, we're the ones creating all of the noise. And we depend on coffee to get us through this noise we created. And sometimes IT IS the elixir that pulls us through the gunk of daily life.
Just do remember... coffee once in awhile should be enjoyed in silence. Or perhaps with a little soft music.
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