Ode to the Sometimes Early Afternoon Elixir of Post-Training Comfort and Consciousness

Open on self to defeat feelings of self-pity.

And below, note the coffee packet may be missing, probably because I took it.

Sadly, when out of coffee, I have been known to scrounge for instant coffee packets from K-ration boxes found in antique desks bought at estate sales for deceased beachcombers who used metal detectors on Easter island¬† to uncover Cargo Cult stashes in the early 1960s. Having been stored for decades alongside aging, sweating ammo, pineapple incense, and old desk varnish, there was more kick and fruity overtones in that coffee than when it was freeze-dried in the early ’40s.

Walkers: Walk, Talk, and Java: Black Is Beautiful

walking to meet, meeting to walk...

Just the brand at hand for today’s pictures…other brands will show up too in due time. Random selection from cabinet.

You want to be fit.¬†It’s the weekend morning, and you haven’t trained in two weeks after a virus and the next week exhausting yourself catching up at work.

The coffee fumes reach out to you like a pungent, thermal hand, melting the sand man’s sand in your eyes.

If you like weekend mornings resetting with a friend at a coffee house, here is a sequence you might memorize:

Walk. Walk to meet, or walk with your friend, loved one, or business partner to the coffee house.

Talk. Bounce your ideas around, assemble your thoughts, and plow your mental fields while a cup warms your hands.

Black. Order your coffee black if possible, and if you sweeten it, use a few drops of honey. Same with tea.

Lean. Lean forward and eat lean.

Back. Walk back home!