Monday, September 19, 2011

Morning coffee

Of all the assumptions which bring people together in the kitchen with-out prior notice, or even much acquaintance, morning coffee seems to place its preparation among the most laconic in our experience. We will be more loquacious on routes to the corner cab stand than we are in awaiting this expectation's fulfill-ment. I know a distinct resistance toward that precipitous boil to which the water is bound to come, in these circumstances - as, on a ruthless treadmill, I allow inertia to impose its percolation; and I know I prefer to will what little I may do at home. We could speak freely, but what good would it do? 


  1. Yes, I prefer my coffee in silence too.

  2. I had rather suspected we had met.