life is a bowl of coffee…

my morning coffee bowl






… well, something like that.
it was for about an hour, anyway– life was a bowl of hot coffee.





my morning coffee bowl






fresh, hot, milky morning time coffee bowl















this little bit of time made me happy. well, many moments morning coffee bowl












impermanent moments.
fleeting moments.bleu rocking chair










but, in retrospect ,  i wish they’d last a little longer and i wish they’d taste as good as morning time coffee.








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