I just want to stay right there

The only bad part about the cooler weather is my inability to get up in a timely fashion in the mornings. I just want to stay under the blankets, especially this morning. Long dreaming, of may strange things both real and not. At the end, when I had comfortably put my head on Gene's shoulder and we were talking about something, my alarm went off. I always feel a sense of loss to step out of those moments.

Work was rough today. My arms ache from carrying fifty pound bags of grains, and my boss yelled at me for answering the telephone. (Usually it's the other way around. I'll gladly not answer it, but I feel guilty when it's ringing and everyone is busy. But whatever.) I almost managed to break my foot too, when the barrel of extract slipped as Kirsten and I were levering it up. Thank the gods I move fast sometimes. So I continue trying to learn as much as I can on the side.

I can't help but wonder what that extract syrup would taste like on ice cream.