Damn Fine Cup of Coffee

Twin Peaks anyone?  I never actually finished the series because it was way too weird, but the show started out really well for me, with the main character Dale Cooper and his routine black coffee and his order of bacon, cremated.

I mentioned in my last post that I've been skipping brunch lately, but I did not mention that I have also been skipping coffee.  It's kind of miserable.

Today, I had my first cup of coffee in 8 days, but it felt more like 14 days, since last night I had a dream that it was Fun Friday, i.e. today was the longest Tuesday ever.  It would be an understatement to say that I convinced myself to make it out of my front (only) door this morning by promising myself I could have a cup of coffee later.

I made it to 1:00 pm and grabbed a cup of light roast coffee.  Is that the kind of coffee that children drink?  Because it reminded me a little of when my dad used to water down my orange juice back in the day (jk I don't remember that).  Despite the relative tameness of my coffee, it was delicious and well-deserved.  Too bad it made my hands a little too shaky for pollinating Brassica rapa buds the size of period at the end of this sentence.

In spite of today's disappointing start, one good thing that happened to me today was my damn find cup of coffee.