Morning Ritual

 

I was looking forward to it, strange as that sounds. It had been twenty-four hours since the last time. My thoughts now were obsessed with it; my body signals could not be ignored nor could it function properly without it.   There are times in our day to day life when we must put all else on hold for something routine that our body craves. This morning was it for me, my belly was groaning.  The pressing need took priority over everything. I walked into the other room to rectify what ailed me.

Ah, the sip of coffee, my biggest craving!

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