5 am: eyes still closed but the rest of me is moving, 2 facts are now apparent, A) toes are for finding furniture in the dark B) the sun is near the horizon twice a day.
5:15 am: bandaged toes and the Kuerig is hissing a welcome, eyes still closed
5:17 am: the aromatic waves as the black gold travels its gravity driven course into the waiting cup, this causes my glands to begin salivating and my central nervous system begins to spark off neurons of anticipation in my sleep addled brain.
5:20 am: several deep sips and the possibility of a coherent thought first appear on the horizon. In the deepest recesses of the mind there begins the acknowledgement that this is merely the pee-cursor to the main event.
5:30 am: first cup is done and second cup has made the journey to the preparation room where everything needed to prepare for the work day is waiting. Caffeine intravenous would be helpful, but also impossible as the whole trying to navigate the restroom, shaving, dressing thing while attached to the brown stained once translucent plastic tubing would require a degree of concentration and athleticism not thought of in at least 40 years.
6:00 am: third cup in a travel mug gripped tightly in hand now impedes my ability to leave the house as the other hand has keys , coat, lunch-bag, work papers, stuff to be mailed, and last nights trash! The thought of putting the one cup down to open the door is quickly excommunicated, and all other items hit the floor in an extreme juggling act that if caught on camera would instantly win me ten thousand dollars.
6:15 am A smile creeps across my face as the soft-lit glare of the Dunkin Donuts menu sign illuminates my face. The girl behind the counter tosses me a knowing look, as the glaze in my eyes subliminally communicates my order to her. As she hands me the cup, the first sensible words of the day pass my lips…. “coffee ahh Thank you”.
This post is a fictionalized account, any similarities of people living or dead is purely coincidental.