RIIIING! Alarm goes off. I stumble to the kitchen and start the morning brew. Stumble to the bathroom for the morning agenda. Check the mail with squinty eyes. Ponder going back to bed and then.......that smell, oh that glorious smell, creeping throughout the house. A mild smirk slowly grows as I inhale the smell of bliss, the smell of....LIFE. Oh how I want to run in and pour myself a mug of deliciousness, but no....I must wait for it to finish brewing the entire pot of black, liquid gold. I can't mar the flavor of it's gloriousness by being impatient and stealing it too soon. So, I wait...................until finally...the last hissing from the final drops of water are sucked through. The aroma in the air, the mug in my hand and the first sips of liquid, dark gold with a touch of creamy half and half. All is right in my world, now. Yes, all is right.