Every morning....
Me and coffee dance the dance of true love with carefree abandon. Just because coffee is not a person doesn't mean my feelings are any less relevant. In fact... if you look at my choices in relationship, you might decide that coffee has in fact been the one true love and healthiest relationship I have ever had.
I am always happy to see coffee in the morning. How many people can say that about their loved one? Ok, I was always happy to see my sweet little boxer dog Agnes. She was always happy to see me too. That was a sweet time. But coffee has been there for me through the losses and the successes. And it's fueled the goodness to a large degree.
Now I need coffee to kick me in the ass a little as I send lots of good joo joo to The Mother Unit who is going to have to go for an outpatient blood transfusion as she's gone outta whack again. I'm just glad they caught it so soon before she landed in the hospital again. I just wanna be a supportive human... and I get emotional over all this stuff.
I say coffee is my one and only... but really, the only family I have is my mom.
Looking for the inspiration while having stout coffee is a start.
I'll have that third cup now.
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