I like coffee. I love coffee. In fact, I’ve noticed that my every waking moment, and I have a lot of waking moments, is fueled by coffee …I don’t think it’s an unhealthy obsession at all.
The alarm sounds…
6:25am – The stovetop esspresso boils, waking me to the sound of sizzling water and smell of roasted beans. I sip half a cup in bed before I open my eyes.
I love coffee so much, I roast my own at home to get fresh coffee and it is a fun hobby.
That’s not a blog, that’s prose. Nicely done.