Coffee, quiet, and the opportunity to write.
These are the things I treasure about my morning routine. After all the years of doing this, I still think it’s the allure of caffeine that gets me out of bed in the morning, though the chance to express myself runs a close second.
What I write means little to anyone but me, but it feels good to move thoughts from brain to keyboard. I wish, though, that my command of the English language was showing signs of… signs of what?!
The process of brain to keyboard seems to be getting interrupted more than it used to.