Good Morning America, How Are You?

[kazatasupa]

50 miles an hour at 6:20 in the morning with temperatures barely over freezing. Nearly forty minutes later, my fingers are still slow to move. The coffee shop, not open until 7 in the morning, supplied the beans (last night) and here I sit, sipping a fresh pot of french pressed Kenya AA.

Life isn't too bad, really. I kind of like it.