coffee break

I wanna have you like afternoon coffee. On sunny days too but mostly on rainy. When the downpour’s thick as a curtain and no one can see. When the downpour is loud and no one can hear. Not even I – the ringing of my phone. The calls from incoming to missed. There’s light coming…

coffee, books and the meaning of life

No, coffee and books can’t be the meaning of life although a million Tumblr pictures are stubbornly trying to refute me. They, generally speaking, are two things I really love, I can do without but don’t want to and, finally, they’re not always nice. In fact, for about a month now I’ve been drinking coffee that’s…