Today my step is brisker as a consequence of the brisker weather. The cold always pushes the get-through-the-day speedometer higher. I can’t lament the faded days of summer. Instead, I regale in the warmth of the day’s coffee. It’s magic blossoms as fall dissolves into the summer. The power of coffee is much more appreciated and needed in the winter.
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