the day began in the manner ive been accustomed to
the usual humming of sounds i refuse to take notice
the usual urgency of being where i distastefully need to be.
yet within the cloud of frustrations and internal defeat a sense of content made itself felt.
peculiar, unwanted, lamentable yet most definitely present and carried itself with a calm and slow acknowledgement
at the moment, for lack of anything else, i obliged.
i allowed content to get to me. in spite of it.
we had a blast.
COFFEE COUNT: +3 (+2 if you count the caffeine from the tea cups i had)