29/07/2026
It's the same coffee.
The same mug.
The same morning.
And yet it somehow tastes better.
Perhaps it's because nobody is waiting for you.
No meetings.
No school run.
No list of things that can't wait until tomorrow.
Just a quiet table, fresh air drifting through the garden, and another slow sip before deciding what the day might become.
Those mornings have a way of staying with you long after you've gone home.