My trusty friend.

I have a ceramic friend. It is a mug. Every time I make myself coffee at home, I look for my friend. I have many acquaintances in my kitchen and even in my office, holding my pencils. But when it's time for me to actually give a mug purpose by filling it with beautiful caffeine juice, I always look for my friend.

Here is my friend.

1 comment:

  1. whmm...I sense patriotism with that morning coffee.


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