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HAVE PEN, WILL TRAVEL

“For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.” The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot

lucky enough to indulge each (or most) mornings in this manner, i take my perking hot very strong loveless cafe diner-style coffee mug outside.  sitting in a sturdy, enveloping adirondack chair, i feast on the caffeine and the glorious sounds and sights of the season. it’s summer, which means i spend more time out there …

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