A caffeine addiction.
Yep, it ain't pretty, but I regret nothing. I love coffee in all its forms.
Sometimes, as black as my soul.
Other times, light and sweet and frothy.
And everything in between.
Do you ever toss spare change or a buck or two to a sidewalk musician or performer?
I do it all the time, because I want them to know that I see them, that I respect the skill and the courage to get in front of an indifferent public and do the thing that gives them life.
That's why I write. If I could sit on the sidewalk with my typewriter and a coffee can for tips, I would be there. So this page is your chance to throw me a token of appreciation, no strings attached.
"I see you. I respect your skills and your hard work. Have a great day. And a mocha on me."