Present, coffee.
Chris Moore
Posted on May 17th, 2013
Our time is often difficult, always finite and fleeting. Days come and go, dropping off the calendar at an accelerating pace. That pace is the hardest thing for me. Midnight and dawn both come too early. I wish I could stretch the night out, while delaying that moment when sunlight spills across my peaceful, jittering eyelids. These are the sort of melancholy moments when the last drink is imbibed and the alarm rips you from the best part of that dream. Time to get to work. This explains my love of coffee. It’s a bit of an antidote to the runaway day. The obvious answer is that its stimulating characteristics give you the jolt necessary to rouse the body from slumber, or extend the…
