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is your secret safe tonight?

My coffee, my library and ME.
Monday, October 19, 2009 @ 10:46 AM


We keep each other company, me and my cup of latte, as i peruse through notes about parenting styles alone in the library. A breath of fresh air to the lull of readings about play that have been my only companions for the past 2 weeks. The warm latte is consoling, coating my synapses with warm comfort and calm. I hope the sugarfied vanilla version i swapped with shane doesnt kill him from the sweetness. I just can't sacrifice when it comes to coffee, cant stomach sweet coffee.

Time has come for schedules to be made and notes to be written. Something in this coffee makes me feel like today will be a lovely day, even to use the word "lovely". Looks like its gonna be me and you everyday till finals are dead and gone my $2.20 latte.

Cheers.

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