Greetings dear invisible steemians,
So are my mornings, pout before drinking coffee. I once wrote about coffee as a meeting place, but it is also my moment of morning meditation.
In front of my coffee I check my agenda, I think about articles, I walk on life, it is that morning moment where I meet myself and reflect before I ram the day.
I do not know about you, but the day I am missing, beyond the chemical addiction, I feel disoriented, is that that feeling of meditation frete to the smoky marroncito is a sensation that persecutes me throughout the day.
Some people do yoga, I drink coffee.
Some people start the day with hustle and bustle ...
I start it with coffee or I do not start it!
