Somewhere between the first espresso and the city beginning its day, there is a small territory that belongs entirely to you. 

No schedule has entered yet.  No demand has earned your attention. 

Outside, life colors the street while everything continues moving, wonderfully unconcerned with your participation.  

So stay awhile. 

Be with your moment.  Notice what is changing.  

Let the morning arrive without chasing it. 

Coffee is the ritual. 

Zen is the attention. 

Love is recognizing that this seemingly ordinary moment was already enough.