I had an errand in the village and then the perfect espresso coffee. I drank in the fine blue sky. All around, promises lapped at my confidence saying yes, today would indeed be productive.
The coffee was so good, I wanted more.
Always wanting more; just a little bit longer. Wait! Stay with me!
But more would have been too much, and perhaps it would have taken away the blue sky lining my soul.
I scraped the sugar from the bottom of the cup. Life is sweet like that.
©2019 Allison Wright
[92 words]
five stray minutes 