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RE: The alarm clock of my neurons...

in Reflections3 months ago

What a beautiful friend, everything you tell us about your sunrises with your cup of coffee and how you lived the experience of seeing the whole process of this succulent beverage, from the time the seed is sown until it reaches the cup.

I don't like to get up early, because I go to bed too late, however, I still get up from Monday to Saturday at 5:30 in the morning and not with the smell of coffee, because that's not how we do it, but with the sound of the alarm clock, hehehehe.

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My mornings are great and with my coffee cup alarm clock the ideas flow at full gallop hahah my husband tells me that is my biological alarm clock, that other alarm clock of the rinnnnn already stopped using a couple of years ago.

Fortunately I lived that experience of seeing how the cafe was set up with my paternal grandparents on their farm.

I rarely share these personal details here, but that day I wrote this post I woke up, it was raining from 4 am in my city and with coffee in hand I was inspired to write This post, then I went to my work.

Thanks for stopping to read and comment @leidimarc 🌹