a coffee date : tales of love war and a little hooman

Often pleasure comes in sips not gulps. Breathe in and walk along the lines of a little hooman (maybe human) as stumbles across the memories he had long forgotten. It begins nowhere. It ends nowhere. But between them lie the little things. Grab a cup of brewing coffee and live the tales of mix and match of plenty of stories that happened but you forgot to notice. You might fall in love you might feel hurt you might laugh or you might break these stories into quarter-notes and rewind them in your mind again and again. But you will come back for more.