coffee

coffee

A Story by sette

The coffee on the table was getting cold, I don't have the intention to let it get cold but I was not in the mood to take a sip neither to drink it all up in one gulf. I was feeling ornery and grumpy on a cold Monday morning. My biorhythm is at the lowest point and I am getting goosebumps all over. Minutes later while still looking at the untouched mug, someone went over and asked me. "Do you want to have a new hot cup of coffee? ", I was dumbstruck, I did not know that the waitress was asking me, it seems I want to speak but no words coming out of my mouth. I just hear a voice constantly repeating. " Maam are you okay?" but then I couldn't speak. I simply can't.

© 2021 sette


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Seems as though you were in another time or place. I've done that at times myself.

Take care- Dave

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