Inhale the tantilizing perfume of brewing Colombian coffee. At six a.m. even before my eyes slit, I'm adsorbed with the fragrance. Reflexively, I smile. My waking thought is yummm...What better way to begin the day. (A massage might be nice, too)
With my eyes at half-mast, I float (clunk) down the stairs to where the perfectly timed coffeemaker has finished brewing. I pour a steamy cup and with both hands hover the mug beneath my nose. Ah-h...
By the time I inhale and drink that fresh cup of coffee, my adrenaline starts pumping. I'm alive. Then I look in the mirror---More caffeine needed--- Stat.
I'm a coffee addict. And an addict needs their fix. (Have you ever seen an addict without their fix?) Needless to say, I only require two to three hits, I mean, cups in the morning and I'm set for the day.
What I love about freshly brewed coffee is not only the roasted savory flavor, but that morning jolt I need to get this body in motion.
What do you like about Coffee?
Also today is Friday and Celebrate the Small Things Hop. Go to Scribblings of an Aspiring Author and add your name. It's a Friday post about your little celebration for the week.
This week I'm celebrating the Cover Reveal For my next novel, TALLAS!
And Celebrating Coffee!
What is your weekly Celebration?
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