The brilliant piano plays in the background.
The coffee simmers.
The aroma saunters.
My mind is present, intently on the coffee, and the crazy jazz.
You had once asked me, "what does being lonely feel like?". Today I think I have some answers.
My favorite sage once told me "better look out" else you won't "see" :-) Caveat: Wannabe poet, so a lot of these posts are just poetic license.
The brilliant piano plays in the background.
The coffee simmers.
The aroma saunters.
My mind is present, intently on the coffee, and the crazy jazz.
You had once asked me, "what does being lonely feel like?". Today I think I have some answers.
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