Coffee

Art journal page with coffee mug and text, “I always thought creativity was what made life all sparkly. Turns out it was actually coffee.”

“I always thought creativity was what made life all sparkly. Turns out it was actually coffee.” Art journal page after several weeks of giving up coffee.

The revelation that is coffee never gets old.

The sting of that first sip in the morning becomes a zing when hot sauce is added to the mix.

And don’t underestimate the importance of the mug it is served in.

A sacred vessel, it must be the exact right size and shape

to retain heat and usher the aroma toward sleepy nostrils.

Today my coffee is a robust blend of inspiration and audacity,

with bright notes of joy and an earthy undertone of satisfaction.

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October 2002