Today I made coffee. I don't usually. I like coffee okay, but I prefer tea. Still, today I made coffee so I would smell it throughout the house and feel Someone's presence here in his absence. He's away for a bit.
The thing is, once I made it, I couldn't let it go to waste, so I drank some of it. Okay, a lot of it.
You wouldn't think it would have much of an impact given my tea habit. No...you wouldn't think that.
After the third cup, I could feel the Universe vibrating.
I saw colors that aren't part of the known spectrum.
I could hear the creaking of the harness on draft horses in Pennsylvania. From next week.
Next time I will just sniff the bag of beans.