My Quarantine Morning
Ever had the pleasure of drinking a big mug of coffee that has been sitting in the grounds overnight? I did that this morning and was astonished at my ability to leap onto the roof, clean the gutters, jump down, arms raised for a perfect ten, chop down a tree using only a pocket knife, steal a postal truck and delivered all the mail.
After a few morning wind sprints, I made my wife breakfast, but didn’t have time to join her. Dashed off dozens of emails to friends, family, and people I’ve never met, but who had interesting names.
Think I still have time to mow the grass, trim the trees that are still standing and teach the dog to sing.
I made another pot for tomorrow.
