When did I start loving afternoon coffee? Is it an age thing? A progression of life where we settle in to daily routines and start to crave them?
I love my coffee in the afternoon. Sometimes I make it at home, but if I’m out it’s a McD’s with one cream, steaming hot. That first sip, mmmm, so comforting and full of life.
It’s a super hot summer day; the pavement is soft from the heat, the sun is beating into my car….and I’m a happy little girl enjoying my afternoon cup of happiness. ☕️