The End of Coffee
I recently gave up coffee for good. It never crossed my mind to think about removing coffee permanently from my life.
The Unused Mug
I refuse to use the grey mug sitting in the corner of the room. I glance over in its direction and watch it staring at me…
Taking The Leap
It was part of my weekly routine. I would walk into the loud local coffee shop downtown and write for an hour or so after work before going home. It was the only way I would be sure that I got some writing in, and the only other opportunity where I could relax while eavesdropping on people.
The Adult At The Keurig
I tried to stifle a yawn as I moseyed over with the travel cup, that I brought from home, in-hand to the Keurig to make a…
The Brunch And The Broken Bet With Jesus
The cool breeze that subtly rustled through the tall palm trees on that Sunday morning greeted us as we made our way to the small restaurant.…
The Intent for Lent
I let the steaming hot java pour into my Beatles thermos, poured a little hazelnut creamer in to the black liquid, and capped it off with…
Coffee Shop Blogging
She felt the sharp sting of the hot handcrafted espresso beverage as it hit the tip of her tongue. The steamed soymilk foam did nothing to…
“C” is for Coffee
Writers of Kern Blogging Challenge (A-Z) The warm steam emanating from the dark looking liquid sitting in my white mug gently finds its way to the…
Swirls In My Coffee
The laws of physics governing the large clusters of cosmological matter beyond our blue skies were governing the cream that I had poured into my cup of coffee right before my eyes, and for a moment, I could see the gasses and dust swirling into a beautiful distant galaxy.
The Hollywood Intern: Part 5-Sitting There isn’t Free
Click here to start from the beginning. The brilliantly bold and golden ball was streaming its warm rays of light directly into my face as I…
