coffee in the morning

the best morning is when you have lots to do but nothing scheduled and you wake up at a time that not too late and it’s not too early. the time is just right for you to make coffee and to come and sit at your desk and write about what time it is without actually telling anyone what the time really is. and then you sit here and although the ‘to-do’ list is long and although you should be being productive, you aren’t. and you not feeling guilty about it either.

yes, these are the best mornings and mornings like these make me happy to be a penniless student, sipping on my cup of cup of alta-rica. deciding whether i should study, read a book, play the guitar or make another cup of alters. nothing is imperative and so indecision is mandatory, even welcomed.

and so i start today, cognizant of the fact that nearly the whole population is jealous of me right now as they scoot off to work and start the last day of the week. i don’t mind if people are jealous- it validates my smugness.