I have a love hate relationship with the early morning. 5 a.m. is the face of morning. The face that gets slapped and then hugged. The face that needs to be washed and then pampered. This is my relationship with the morning, sketchy and confusing. I hate the fact that 5 o’clock comes twice in one day. But I love the fact that I can be up and done with all my work before anyone else even gets up.
I have talked to you all about coffee before and the fact that I enjoy it obvious. What make me very mad about getting coffee anywhere else than from my own house is the fact that it is BLOODY HOT!