I like coffee. And why not? After all, the Turks like coffee so much that the word for brown translates literally as coffee-coloured.
Gotta go. Dinner.
Present
- WistfulSparrow
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- There will come a day when the sun does not appear in the east. And the oceans will rise and swallow the land once more, and the trees will tear up their roots and gently float away. Search the water on that day for a small yellow sailboat, and you may find me there, whistling softly, the sea stretching on to eternity in every direction.
1 comment:
Coffee and I don't mix well together.
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