minutes before my cranky alarm chimes her rallying eep

the warm aroma of my morning coffee has already kissed and coddled my gently awake.

the simple, pre-bedtime chore of setting my pot’s timer rewards a million times over.

steaming, spicy perk ready for me with a smile as i stumble down to a mocha scented kitchen.

half of my brain still dancing with the mermaids and pucks on the pillow;

i’m wakeful enough to feel tickled and merry for my morning brew.

happy tuesday loves.