On with the motley….

Klatchian coffee.
You take too much and you come out the other side. You see the world for what it is.
What it is, is a terrible struggle where the fishes of the sea, the fowls of the air and the beasts of the field are tearing open anything that moves to get at the soft fatty offal within.
You can’t get it in Starbucks.
Well, there’s a blessing.
We are not greedy.
That’s a Godamn lie. We are not overly greedy is what I mean. If we had as much money as we needed, we wouldn’t want for more.
Today might be a good day to sit and stare out the window.
Might see a goldfinch or two, might see a cat or sparrow hawk grasping it and biting it and spitting its blood over its beautiful plumage.
I’ll be as right as rain come Burns Night.