Greetings!
Two months ago, I have adapted to having early morning coffee, I mean it's literally the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning.
As I wake in the morning, I find myself drawn to my small kitchen, pulled by the promise of that first cup of coffee. It's more than just a beverage for me, it's a ritual that sets my entire day. The simple act of pouring Nescafé into my mug is like a gentle wake-up call for my senses. As I wait for the water to boil, listening to the street vendors, I can almost taste the coffee even before it's made.
As I pour the steaming water into my mug, stirring my coffee slowly, I put my favorite music to play( titled - believer's anthem by Frank Edwards). I can't take my coffee without this song in the morning.
When the coffee is ready, I take my favorite mug, sit on my bed, listen to my favorite song and browse the internet. After taking my coffee, then and only then can I go about my day. That first sip is always the best, hot and strong, causing my taste buds to wake and clearing the cobwebs from my mind.
It's actually a moment of peace, of reflection, before the rush of the day takes over. Only after I've finished my coffee do I think about breakfast maybe I'll grab a quick bowl of custard and bread, or tea and bread, or getting ready for work. This quiet time with my coffee is sacred, a small act of self-care that grounds me and prepares me for whatever life might throw my way today.
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