Now that I’m wandering home from work under my own steam of a morning, my brain is forced to tick over just that little bit longer before my head hits the pillow.
I’ve been walking home on a Friday for ages, I finish an hour earlier than my lift used to and so come rain or shine I would head up through town, past the Costa Coffee shop, well not really past, I started at first just popping in now and again on a Friday and then somehow I became a regular, I would walk up to the counter, not to be greeted by “good morning” or “can I help you”, I would just arrive to a smile and a half question, “large? “
Now I don’t even get asked that anymore. My coffee of choice at that time of the morning is large, skinny latte. Normally it would be a de-caf but my first coffee, and my last, of the day are leaded – as opposed to unleaded- to balance the caffeine and help prevent migraines.
I started taking a photo of my cup on a Friday morning and sending it to my sister, then I progressed to instagram and linked it to my Facebook page. I place my cup somewhere different on my route home, the cup, or some part of it, is always in the picture, but the actual picture is about what’s behind the cup, different pictures in different places, in different weather through the seasons.
These are just a few of the ones which made the cut.