Coffee Cups 208 and 209
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
The day’s rhythms are different when my morning coffee changes. It is subtle and in the background and it takes a while to notice. The coffee is a 100% Kona and it is good, but not the same. I fear this day will go differently.
I should stay home and DVR. 208.
I should not venture out or do any work or write. I must stay here and not pack or clean or do anything productive. I must hide until Major Dickason arrives. 209.