the first

02/15/2022 0 By BuddyCushman

Early, in the recliner, bathed in light from the floor lamp, drinking luscious coffee, the thought slipped into my mind that tasting and sipping and loving the early coffee, while reading Maxine, was the high point of the day. Then, not two seconds later, that thought scooted away, replaced by this is the first high point of the day. Like, dig it, a day of many high points. And here I am at 5:30 experiencing the first one – wildly alive in it – and knowing all through my being it’s just the first one. So, I got to pronounce myself emotionally and spiritually and even mentally well.

Coffees at dawn.

Thrilling. Yummy.

Brown liquid blessing.