The Grind
I like coffee
Usually start with day with a cup
Black - no adders
I learned that from my days visiting roasters
You can’t have a coffee
At a coffee roasting operation
And dump sugar and cream into it
That’s a big insult
But this isn’t about coffee grinds
No this is about the other grind
The daily grind
Of making it every day
And for a while I’ve joined that grind
Temporarily for sure
But doing the grind
Just the same
I’m on the road
Four hours a day
Back and forth to the Big Apple
Grinding out the miles
On the road
And on the rails
I’m in motion
From sun up to past sunset
And it’s good
I like the gig
But the travel makes it different
And that’s my grind
Just like at the roasters
Pick your grind
There are many to choose from
Subject to taste
But pick one and make it yours