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Coffee and Heavy Thinking

Posted by mcm0704 on April 5, 2017 |

A myriad of problems have kept me mostly offline for the past week – pain in my head and a sick computer. The computer is quickly recovering. Me, not so quickly. So, Slim Randles will continue to entertain you until things get better on the home-front. Today he veers off from humor with a reflective piece about life and mornings, and how great it is to have some musing along with that first cup of coffee.

Sometimes my musing has followed the same path as his, so this essay touched close to my heart. Enjoy, and do a little of your own heavy thinking along with your coffee. I’m sure Slim will have his morning brew in a mug – perhaps one he borrowed from the Mule Barn Truck Stop – but we can have our coffee in pretty cups. Maybe that will encourage pretty thoughts.

There’s something so satisfying about getting out of bed when the world is still dark and quiet and resting. Making the coffee gives us time to scratch and think. Well, scratch, anyway. Most of that thinking will start after about the third cup of coffee.

 But it’s a quiet time. A private time. When the world is dark, and there isn’t yet a hint of pink over the eastern mountains, life is especially good. We can relax. No one is expecting anything from us right now. Our guilt can take some time off, and we can listen to music or work a crossword puzzle or turn on the TV and watch the weather guy discuss millibars and troughs.

 Soon enough, we’ll have to be out there living for others: our bosses, our customers, our animals, our fields. But right now no one needs us except the dog, and she does well on kibbles and an ear rumple.

 We can look out the window at the eastern glow and wonder what will happen in the hours until our world turns dark again. People will be born and people will die. People will win honors and people will go to jail. People will create things today that live past them and people will disappear forever. Some people will write about these things and other people will read about these things.

 And then the world will go dark on us again and we’ll think about what happened in our tiny portion of this huge moving amalgam and hopefully we’ll sleep easily tonight. Then, when we arise tomorrow and head for the coffee pot, we can think about what happened today, and how it has made us slightly different for taking on the next tomorrow.

 Come to us, Daylight. Bring us the new day. But do it gently, please, and slowly enough for one more cup.

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Brought to you by Sweetgrass Mornings by Slim Randles. UNMpress.com

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