Something warm to hold
i started making my coffee before i open a single curtain, so the first thing i taste in the morning is something i made slowly and on purpose
Something warm to hold
Something warm to hold
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I started making my coffee before I open a single curtain, so the first thing I taste in the morning is something I made slowly and on purpose.
The room is still dark, and that's the point. Nothing outside has started yet.
Nothing has been asked of me. No light, no notifications, no day. Just the kettle and me in a quiet kitchen.
So the first thing I taste is something I made slowly and on purpose. That sets a tone the rest of the morning keeps.
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