Feeling a little off so having the only afternoon coffee I’m allowing myself.

Starved earlier, had a protein bar which I never do.  Helped, but was almost immediate ravenous after.  Looking for ways to curb the starve, other than caffeine.  I know, water, but that’s no fun.

1:03, tired, and still feel not my full self.  Sleep disrupted a-fucking-gain but our back neighbors, revving a motorcycle at some weird hour.  Ugh… couldn’t go back to sleep for the longest time, and now I feel it here.

Trying to write through it.  Actually typing and writing new stories in the writer’s head.  AND, renewed focus on #coffeezenlove.  Almost called it a “project”, but this morning I decided it’s more than that.  And, with pay on Friday I’m building it a fucking website.  DONE.

Coffee is a moment, meditation, not simple something sipped.  The ZEN comes from that understanding, and the reality entailed in you being able to do so is something you should LOVE.