Clouds in my cinnamon coffee

Today is one of those days where you could probably fry an egg on the pavement.

It would have been pure hell if I were out and about somewhere.

But ahhh...I am not.

I am sipping a cup of cinnamon coffee in my pretty little bedroom, with breezy jazzy numbers playing softly in the background, and the fan* working
at full speed just inches from my face.

Which makes this a rather lovely afternoon.

*Delicately brings coffee cup to lips and sips it like a lady*

Today is one of those days where I don't really want to freak myself out by thinking about life in its entirety...where I am quite content to just savour
the present (read: slip into denial mode) and leave the freaking out
to another day.


*An air-conditioner would be nicer but I am a positive thinker.