Its just a bean. A little brown bean. Dried, ground up, then hot water is poured over it.
Add a little warm milk, maybe a flavor shot.
--Ta da---
No biggy.
So Why does my mornings feel lacking when I dont get my Joe?
Its certainly not from the caffeine. I've got jelly beans that have more energy than my coffee.
Its what it represents.
I give myself a limit; When Im done with the cup, Im done writing for the morning...........
Time to get ready for the day, When Im done with my coffee.......
Even if I drink 8 cups of coffee today, to keep myself going, there is only one cup, as delicious and fantastic; The first cup. All day I will be running around keeping up the kids, hubby, friends, family, dog and life. I only get to stop-- once a day. In the morning, before the chaos wakes up with their demands, questions, facts, emotions and lack of self sufficiency.
This cup means, solitude. Only my thoughts. Thoughts that I want to think, reflect, enjoy. Not thoughts that contain others well being. Not thoughts about raising children or keeping anything going. Just a moment to be me.
For this, I am grateful.
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