don't know if I'm coming or going
I cracked up, reading this comment, and then this morning, pulling the coffee down, said “hot java” aloud and Sean looked at me and was like, “what?”
Also, fwiw, regarding everyday incantations: Each morning when I get the coffee bag down from the cupboard, I say, “Hot Java.”
Please keep writing. I so love the way you weave ideas and images and intangible wisps of thought together.
I shall! And, thank you.
Essay too good, almost made me overlook the lovely watercolor.
They’re just garnish really. Like a sprig of parsley on the side of the plate.
I cracked up, reading this comment, and then this morning, pulling the coffee down, said “hot java” aloud and Sean looked at me and was like, “what?”
Also, fwiw, regarding everyday incantations: Each morning when I get the coffee bag down from the cupboard, I say, “Hot Java.”
Please keep writing. I so love the way you weave ideas and images and intangible wisps of thought together.
I shall! And, thank you.
Essay too good, almost made me overlook the lovely watercolor.
They’re just garnish really. Like a sprig of parsley on the side of the plate.