Today I found a couple beans of coffee left that I missed. I thought those were gone long ago. I managed to boil some water, I made a small amount of water to drink and while it was still hot I crushed the coffee beans between my fingers and let them soak. It’s nice… the bitterness reminds me I’m still alive… a bit of energy, a jolt to keep me going today…

Otherwise I’m not sure I would have been able to carry on…

For a moment I was even able to imagine I was sitting at my favorite cafe, where I would sit to people-watch…

…I haven’t seen a single face in quite a while, besides the blur of my reflection on the shiny surface of this blade I hold. It’s dull now…pPretty much useless…

…for most purposes…

…but it could still offer some recluse.