Do I succumb to taking a sip of my morning coffee, which has grown cold from hours of sitting on my desk? It’s not alone. The coffee. The coffee, cold as it may be, is surrounded by a pottery cup. Cold coffee in a cup. Not the intentional iced variety. Just the leftover kind.
A tad shade lighter than mahogany because there is a healthy amount of unsweetened soy milk all mixed in and around the dark dark brown French Roast coffee that started out steaming hot.
What to do. What to do.
To sip or not to sip.
That’s the very conundrum that faces me ~ with which I am faced ~
A should I not
sort of deal.