It is funny how on any given day the same things can be perceived differently. Or maybe even the way you say something communicates something other than you intended. Life is pretty simple; if you are willing to view it that way...in full pursuit of making the best of whatever it gives you.
Friday, September 04, 2015
Before the First Sip
Here I am — so early for work that the building is dark. I flip the light switch and hear the electricity hum through the walls and above the ceiling. The darkness receeds to the shadows. Putting everything in its proper place, I sit before this screen to begin the day. It dawns on me that the silence is fleeting and that I should enjoy this jewel of a moment with my morning muse...coffee.
I flip the top on my insulated thermos and watch it flow from the warm insides, dark and steaming. I lift it to my lips but delay the pleasure for the tease by merely sniffing; just letting the steam rise into my flaring nostrils and the heat to penetrate the surface of my morning skin. I have already had my green tea and baked salmon earlier this morning; so I have earned this slightest of indulgences. I inhale deeply listening only to the mechanical sounds enveloping me.
It was as if a warm comforter had been wrapped around me. I inhale again as my eyes slide shut. At that moment, there truely is peace in the valley and every cell along the surface of my skin pebbles. I feel the cup dent my lip with its presence, my lips growing warm from proximity. I sip. The heat flowing into my mouth, crawling around every crevice to explore my intentions and hopes, chasing away the dread of eight hours before a long Labor Day weekend.
Now I am smiling. The sound of the keys as I type like a great symphony being preformed just for me. I swallow and the warmth fades like morning defrost on a cool windshield, chasing the liquid down into my stomach. This one dragon can be relived over and over again or at least till this cup is empty; but that won't be soon. Sip slow and long, dear me, sip slow and long.
Happy Friday and good morning to myself.
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