I had my first cup of coffee as a young boy in my father’s shop. It was a dark, bold brew that filled the air with its earthy scent. I remember the heavenly taste of it, the way it made me feel, and the heavenly atmosphere that surrounded it.
Every day I look up to the sky and think of those heavenly coffee breaks. I miss the days when I had more time for them. I’m an angel in my own right, and every day I need a little coffee break to recharge my batteries.
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