This morning I had no coffee beans, and because it was raining, no will to bike into town to buy more.
Although as a coffee drinker I am ashamed of it… I ran the water through the grains from yesterday. Ouch.
I just really needed a cup of coffee…
As I drank the half cup in my coffee corner with not the slightest coffee aroma in the air, memories of Minnesota gas stations flooded me. That weak bottomless pot that sits there in the KwikTrip from 2-5… Yes, that’s the smell… and taste..
It has been a rough day so far.
If all were to go swimmingly... 
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