The Smell of Coffee in the Early Morning

This is a writing prompt from Writing.Com.

The Smell of Coffee in the Early Morning
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Most nights when I’m getting ready for bed, preparing the coffee maker to start in the morning is part of the ritual. I love the smell of coffee in the early morning. For some unexplainable reason, it erases all the bad of the day before that had been interrupting my dreams. It inspires me to get busy on the things that matter today.

At least that’s what it usually does for me. This morning was different. The aroma slipped under the door of the bedroom, filling the air with the smell of brewed coffee beans. As I awoke to this otherwise intoxicating fragrance, I was filled with despair. I rolled over and closed my eyes again, trying to get back to that safe place called sleep. However, it was too late. My eyes would not stay closed and the small of my back was beginning to ache. As much as I wanted to deny it, it was time to wake up.

It was just a few days ago that I had been telling a friend that I liked my life and I thought the solitude and isolation were good for me. Little did I realize how much I was enjoying her company and how refreshing the conversation was. By the next day, I was questioning this so-called ideal life I have and started thinking about how I could change it. Yesterday, late in the afternoon, I realized that the possibility of changing anything in my life was next to nil. The path I had chosen over twenty years ago put me in a canyon that is giving me only one path to follow.

Was there any way I could beat the odds and climb out of this ravine?

I had read somewhere that if a person does the little things one at a time to get out of his or her rut, the chances for lasting success increases. My one concern was that it may not work for a rut that’s been constantly dug deeper and narrower for so many years.

There’s only one way to find out. Right? Put it to the test.

I went to the grocery store and, instead of buying the coffee I had been using in my coffee maker; I bought one of the coffees that is a special blend. Yes, it costs more but it has to be one of the cheapest ways to help myself get out of this canyon of utter despair. Besides, there is nothing like an excellent mug of coffee in the early morning.

 

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8 Replies to “The Smell of Coffee in the Early Morning”

    1. Hi David

      Glad you had time to stop by.
      Although I love coffee anytime, I think the best time is in the early morning just as dawn starts. 🙂

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  1. I’m not sure how to say this diplomatically, so I’m not even going to try. Your writing kicks butt when you’re sad. That was brilliant. So fluid, so clear and poignant. Imagine what it would be like when you’re flying high. There’s only one way to find out right? Put it to the test.

    I know emotions aren’t that simple and sometimes it can take everything in you to even fake a smile never mind have a real one, but even at your lowest points you shine.

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    1. Debra, with a compliment like that, forget the diplomacy. Thank you so much. I’ve been working on the fluid part for some time now. It’s nice to know that the work has paid off. It could be that I just write better when I’m down and out. Now I’m wondering if I should try writing stories that are dark.

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  2. It’s always good to wake up to a promising smell, whether it’s coffee or bacon.
    And you’re right, any big undertaking is manageable with baby steps. That’s how I’m repainting all the trim in my home. The baseboards, doors, windows. I go in spurts of one area at a time. Little by little my house is looking brighter and fresher. But to do the whole thing at once? I’d put it off forever.
    Hey, this sounds like my approach to my bloggy stories … one story at a time.

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  3. I took a huge leap to get out of the teaching rut I was in, but it backfired and led me down some pretty dark roads as I struggled to re-situate myself in acclimatizing to the so-called perfect situation of having nothing but hours every day to write and find my way back to a literary life path. I like your idea of finding little things to aide in getting out of a rut. You simply can’t go wrong with special blend coffee to perk things up a bit 🙂

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    1. Someone once said (heaven knows who it was) that a person should never look back, that what has happened is done and a person should always look forward. I, for one, believe that line of thinking is foolish. All of us make mistakes in life. When it’s possible, we should correct them. In order to do this, we must look back so that we can figure out what crazy thought led to the mistake.

      I’m a coffee freak, through and through. When I was younger, I drank it morning, noon, and night without it bothering my sleep. I can’t do that anymore. I must stop the flow of coffee by 3pm if I’m going to get any sleep at all that night.

      I got 2 flavors of the special blend. One was caramel and the other was chocolate. Warm caramel in the morning is wonderful. The chocolate wasn’t as good as I thought it would be, although, when my mug of coffee got cold and I took a sip, yum. It makes an excellent ice coffee. Who would have thought?

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