Black & Gold

Dear Muzes,

I have a love/hate relationship with coffee.

Some days are better than others. Some days I swear I have a grip on it. Other days its clear it has a grip on me.

There’s just so much to love about the rich intoxicating aroma of roasted toasted beans, blackening the inner workings of a glass carafe.

Life clockwork, my day begins with a pour…then a little bit more, until I’m absolutely buzzing in a catatonic state of coffee comatose, fending off a strict schedule of timelines and deliverables.

I’m partly powered by caffeine at this point. Through a drip drip drip int an IV funneling a 9-5 and 5-9 to boot.

There are worse things perhaps, but no matter what city, waht country, what land I’m in, I can always find a cuppa.