A more indulgent start to Sunday. Time to grind fresh coffee beans before easing into the day.
Separated from industrious weekdays jostled with metal tubes of transport breathless minute needy.
Sunday can flex more.
An easier beginning, the reliable Zassenhaus, retrieved from my time living in a German apartment. There's a moment for contemplation whilst hand milling the roast for the morning's kick.
Examine the day and speculate the ensuing week. Home much? Yeah. Er, except Sunday (away on business). Thursday (flying around), Friday (team pow-wow).
I'll read the papers today; catch up on some news.
And pack for tonight.
