I’m sitting in a nice local coffee shop, enjoying a truly beautiful latte. (In a delightful mug, I love the handle.) I’m not normally a coffee-picture-taker, but here you go:
Makes me wonder why I give so much business to That Big Green Corporation, paying for the privilege of imbibing their overpriced, substandard coffee. And why I don’t give myself permission more often, to enjoy a quiet moment with a hot drink, in such a pleasant environment.