Coffee

I don’t know where my wallet got to today. I’m a little pissed off. And really tired. I haven’t been able to relax in months. So today I am watching Hairspray and drinking coffee.

I don’t know what it is about coffee but it is really relaxing. The only thing better would be smoking a hookah on a deck in the late spring air, with a cup of Turkish coffee. Watching the moon rise above the range while inside sits a puppy resting his poor feet. The run through the woods today was a great one, three miles out and back. Now I sit at home, a little dub floats in the apartment’s air, and all there is right then is me the moon and the pup. Then the coffee boils over.