yes, yes i do want coffee.

i woke up to a brisk morning today and everything covered in dew. i had hit my snooze button a few times because i really needed the sleep and i was nowhere that someone would stumble upon me. i eventually got up, packed my things, fetched an apple i had picked the other day out of my bag, and rolled off. i set a leisurely pace still trying to wake up. also, because i had nowhere to be but just to be going west.

about a half hour after i started riding i decided to pull over and take my jacket and gloves off. i picked a random telephone pole and started opening panniers. a womon was sitting on her porch about 50 feet away called out, "want some coffee?" my first reaction was to say "no", and i actually started to, but then i stopped myself and said, "sure, that would be great." after all, i have all the time in the world. so there i was sitting on some retired school bus driver's porch drinking coffee at 6:30am. she waved at just about every car that drove by. i ate a biscuit. after 2 cups of coffee and some 45 minutes i sincerely thanked her and went on my way. now that is a good way to start the day.