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I was so excited. I was overjoyed in fact.
When I first saw it happening, I nearly tripped.
My tongue almost fell out of my mouth. My eyes were wide - saucers, full moons, pizzas, you name it, they were big. They almost resembled the middle rings of the Michelin man - only I’m imagining the middle rings there containing his internal organs. There were no internal organs in my eyes
(internal organs would be gross this early in the day wha?)
For an instant, I thought my daughter had done something amazing. I believed she was on the verge of a wonderful discovery. I imagined her life was about to change forever and I was there to see it.
I was just so proud of her. excited, thrilled, just ready to give her a hug and welcome her to the club.
Things like this - having this knowledge, experience, this power - they are too important for children not to learn about. This experience is just so essential that every parent looks forward to this day. Who wouldn’t want their children not to have this as part of their lives. For every parent I know? This is essential to their core humanity.
I, like so many parents want to pass this joy, knowledge and power on to my children.
I thought this was the moment when my daughter would make this discovery. She seemed on the verge.
I looked across the kitchen. Do you know what I saw? It was her, my daughter with her hands on a bag of coffee beans. My heart swelled!
Will she?
Is it now?
(my hopes were so high that I could see the base of my asshole behind my eyes)
Sadly, this did not come to fruition. She was just lifting the bag of beans to get to the sweets underneath.
Imagine how my heart sank! The joys of existence refused by her once again!
My hopes of ‘going for coffee’ with my daughter dashed? No. Delayed. She’ll get it eventually.
Almost my darling. One day you’ll know. One day you’ll understand.
One day everything will become clear.
Coffee is life
Until then?
I’ll drink yours for you.
When you’re ready?
The first cup of the day is for you.
on shaky grounds
Gave up coffee about 8 years ago.
There is life after coffee.
There is always something to share.