It’s nice to be able to sit here and drink coffee. It keeps me warm, and it tastes good. There’s something about it that just brightens up my day. In some circumstances, water would be my drink of choice, but in the morning - water is just too plain. Tea is good too, but it has no body. No matter how strong you make tea it doesn’t have the *fullness* that coffee embodies.

So here I sit, drinking coffee. Writing my thoughts. On a Friday morning.

And it’s just nice.