Sitting in the backseat of a Prius I quietly watch the landscape transition from a prickly cactus carpet to groupings of regal palm trees and let the white-noise hum of traveling down a lonely highway lull me into thoughts of remembrance.
Life doesn’t always take you down familiar roads or to happy places. Sometimes you end up on a highway with a lot of potholes and no rest stop in sight. This year, I found myself on one of those unexpected trips, driving away from the salty sea air and into the dusty desert for what would be and still continues to be, the beginning of a transformational period of my life.
Some of the best–quiet–little adventures I’ve been on have begun early in the morning with a good cup of coffee. So I thought since this blog is in its infant stage, that I would begin it in the same way. Let’s talk about coffee today.
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