There’s so much things/thangs/thoughts to be loaded onto a deflated hot air balloon, just before it rises up into the sky. Perhaps these worries may follow the easterly and westerlies, or the jet streams. Complete a temperamental unpredictable cycle before it returns to the same place in the distant future.
I might forget all of them, having empty this basket of thoughts all in one post but here’s my honest attempt. perhaps I’ll delve into it and relate in greater detail next time. That is, of course, if I do not forget there’s work to be done after official duties.
– Regarding my childhood
– The growing interest towards coffee – not just pulling shots but also towards understanding what and where these beans originate from, perhaps even to the part about roasting
And even the trees were strategically located;