Too Early to Breakfast

Some mornings my bed won't let me go, and other mornings it kicks me out early. This morning my bed had an ejector spring in it, and I hit the ground running...rather walking...to breakfast at a favorite coffee joint. I got there slightly before they opened, so I loitered on a bench out front and drew a tree across the street.

This was a particularly delightful way to start the day, so I might have to make it a habit. I know you're sitting on pins and needles to find out whether or not I do...HA!

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