Apr 22, 2002 06:55
50 miles an hour at 6:20 in the morning with temperatures barely over freezing. Nearly forty minutes later, my fingers are still slow to move. The coffee shop, not open until 7 in the morning, supplied the beans (last night) and here I sit, sipping a fresh pot of french pressed Kenya AA.
Life isn't too bad, really. I kind of like it.
megan,
coffee,
allen
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