Of Coffee and Escapism
Yesterday I had my first cup of coffee in over a week. And I drank it at 5pm. It was delicious. And my brain did not shut down until about 2am last night. The good news is that I was in the grips of an idea I’ve been trying to flesh out for weeks, and that particular project finally has a working model and can get started soonish. The bad news is that, to turn off those whirling gears, I…