I finally discovered the delights of coffee. It took me almost 40 years on this planet before I realized what I wasn't liking about it. My mouth is a little drier than some and because of that my taste buds can be extra sensitive to some flavours like bitter. This includes hoppy gluten free beers, grapefruit, and most coffee I tried before. That bitter taste was akin to ear wax. As such, I couldn't understand why anyone liked it. I really wanted to like coffee. Some of my reasons were social and there's the obvious mental benefits, but it's also supposed to be good for liver health. Besides, I've been told writers are supposed to like coffee. So I got into researching my coffee problem one day and I discovered that the more roasted a bean is, the harsher the flavour. Enter blonde or light roasts and my coffee problem has been solved! I guess blonde coffees are more fun for me ;) If you want to check out my goals progress, please go here .
I've been having a lot of dreams lately where I'm wearing whatever I went to bed wearing. This isn't so bad depending on what the dream is about and what I was wearing. Well, it was quite mild in Ottawa last week and I was feeling over-heated and too constrained, so I stripped down to just a t-shirt. That night, I dreamed I was on a beach trying to find sea glass and trying not to bend over and show off my assets. It felt quite awkward and embarrassing! The strangest thing is that I usually don't see myself in my dreams. I'm usually seeing things from a first-person perspective. This one was in a third-person point of view and that made it extra odd for me. Anyway, as someone who is occasionally an experiential writer, a similar situation may find its way into a story at some point... Has a dream you had ever helped you create something in reality? Note: There will be some changes around here like a return to content that isn't just goal updates. What is making