life is a bowl of coffee…

my morning coffee bowl






Well, something like that.
Life was like that for about an hour, anyway– life was a bowl of hot coffee.






my morning coffee bowl






Fresh, hot, milky coffee.











my morning coffee bowl


This little bit of time made me happy. Well, many moments do.










bleu rocking chair



Impermanent moments.
Fleeting moments.






But, in retrospect, I wish they’d last a little longer, and I wish they’d taste as good as morning time coffee.







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