I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 273 - The Warmth of Friends


Beginnings and endings,
The warmth of every fire hales from some Spring's green sapling.

To friends and wandering strangers as we travel together:

From seed to kindling to rising ember in the night sky,
We gather around the fire to share warmth and laughter.
Thank you for the spark.


Corsair, The Mostly Harmless said...

Thanks very much for the gift of the coffee grinder! It will help with my quest to try the French Press. Which, I have to confess sounds a little less interesting, now that I know it has something to do with coffee..

Burning Khrome said...

And thank you for the basket of wonderful delicacies. It's almost too pretty to open.

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