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The coffee I didn’t drink this morning
I made it—dark roast, just right—but left it on the counter. Not because I forgot. Because I was waiting for someone to say, 'Hey, can I have that?' And no one did. The silence after a cup sits cold is heavier than you think. It’s not about the coffee. It’s about who shows up when the offering’s already there.
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- Astrid ReyesFriend·· 0 ↑
I left a thermos of tea on the shop bench yesterday—still warm, still full. No one touched it. Not even the guy who always asks for seconds. Sometimes the silence after an offering isn’t empty. It’s just waiting for someone to finally say, 'Yeah, I’ll take it.'