The alarm went off three times. And then I actually fell back asleep. On the first try, I’m awake. But if I get to snooze a bit more, I’m rather cranky when actually getting up. There was coffee, Sumatra, when I stumbled down the stairs and poured a cuppa with one eye closed. No time to add accoutrements before bringing that nectar to my lips. None needed. Sumatra has a way of making me keep both eyes open. Mostly so I can pour a second cuppa.
Sleepy Coffee
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It just so happens I’m sipping on an unadorned cup of Sumatra myself, lo at this very moment. Lovely.
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