(((skwintcheee…)))

don’t really feel much like writing right now…
(and yes, the irony (i think that’s what this is) is clear, but then, i don’t think i know the actual definition of irony (whatever it is to be currently writing this after explicitly stating not wanting to; whatever this is…
ironic?))
… but remember thinking some version of “might be good/nice/enjoyable to to still get through the morning opening…” so we’ll just see how far we get…
but first! some fresh-ground 40-minute-brewed decaf coffee…

<sips…>

(ever notice how things taste different, or how different things taste when eyes are closed or open? what happens to flavors when sight is removed?)

<sips((ping)) while experimenting…>

(eyes open, it’s like a thing happening in a mouth in a room; eyes closed, it fills the ‘space’ a little more…)

<continuing…>

<check((ing)) phone messages while sipping… observation became spotty, as also happens with writing — intentional focus (on) at least somewhat other-than all the flavor and experience of coffee, which is, in fact, still happening — remnant bitterness, like all the individual taste buds puckering just a little, intermingled with (still) a still with faint distinct very ‘coffee’ flavor profile; now still and ever-(one word? hyphenate? can i just pick which version i like?)-so slightly fading as time seems to pass… saliva doing its job, i guess… “but doesn’t that also mean the contrast between closer to baseline and the next sip will be…?” (mind blown, smile)((🤯😊))
maybe… let’s go ask… (smile)((😊))>

<two sip(s)… approximate(ly) ten seconds apart (totally guessing)…>

the first seemed like a fairly sudden rapid expansion of the flavor profile and (mildly (small type (ha!))) bitter((ness)) profile, even into seemingly new areas briefly like the back of the roof of the mouth and further down the center of the tongue than ((i)) may have ever consciously (knowingly?) noticed before.
if it ((the first sip)) was the equiva-lent of going from a two to a nine seven, then the second sip was still all the same stuff, but from a seven to a nine, even if only briefly, and i could be chasing tens right now, but instead i’m doing this…
going back to sudden rapid expansion…

<sips((ping))…>

mmm… temperature changes change the balance of the bitterness with the flavors… it feels… sharper? more((…)) squinchy (i might be making this up but just say how it((’s)) kinda spelled… skwintcheee... that’s about as close as i can get to pronunciation(sp?) of the sensation)?
faded back down now… inter-esting...

<sips((ping))…>

(“didn’t feel like writing…” (laugh)((😂)))

nearing body temperature, but still a notch warm-er. one medium sip felt smoother that time, the unique “coffee-ness” starting to stand out a little more…

<petting D… aaand getting him a snack because he swings his butt around in such a way as to indicate “follow me over here (because i’m cute!) to where this food bowl is (for some unknown god-forsaken reason) emp-ty…”>

(“remember that ‘morning opening’ we were aiming for?” (laugh)((😂)))

<one more sip…>

a big one ((gulp?))… three swallows… still noticeably diff- distinct from perceived body (mouth) temperature, but difficult to classify as clearly warm or cool — not sure i’ve ever knowingly noticed anything like that before, even the “coffee-ness” still there but much softer, and the “sip” had some dregs in it at the end — the tiniest (<— small type (ha!)) piecesnch of almost-powdered coffee-ground remnants — and they can just barely momentarily be felt sliding down the depths of the tongue and past the back of the throat.
(“maybe i can kinda feel it again if i remember hard enough…” and “what happens if that volume is at ten all the time?”)

thoughts, sensations, perceptions — phenomena…
(nice tra(n)sition! (sunglasses)((😎)))

breathe. notice. rest in awareness…

<breathe…>

open, aware, present… whatever is happening… noth…

<giggling and smiling about something Sherri is saying…>

… nothing excluded… here/now/this…

<sounds of traffic, cool air, “coffee-ness” and bitterness (back around a two-ish probably…)…>

being is enough…

<breathe…>

… an unconditional yes to experiencing it/at all…

enough now…