I woke up early this morning, dark and cold it is, craving for my coffee. Can't start my day without it!
As I sit on my sofa, sipping it, I am wondering how life would treat me today.
It is weekend, folks!But why do I have the same, old, familiar, feeling everywhere?
I feel the same way, a moment, each time during my travels.
Hmmmmmm, must be the coffee isn't it?