that moment when you prepare the coffee ground in the coffee maker the night before and just press the button when you wake up.
then that moment when not even that cup of pure black coffee can wake up your puffy eyes no matter how much you try to convince your mind that yes, that cup of coffee does work, it does work. it doesn't work.
it was just a good cup of coffee with that last leftover bite of oatmeal raisin cookie purchased from the school cafe
still grateful for things though.
have to head out the door again in 20-25 minutes.
i wonder when the next time will be when i get to bike again without worrying about anything.
No comments:
Post a Comment