Slowly grinding away on a Monday

This weekend we got a lot more snow than I expected to see for March. Maybe it’s a little cliché to write about the weather, but we need the water so that part is good. This morning I was looking at Nespresso machines again. When my Nespresso Expert machine gave up the ghost I replaced it with a Essenza Mini. It is a very compact espresso maker, but it only makes two different options for output. Some of the newer machines do all sorts of interesting things. I do have a separate Nespresso milk frother, but I do not use it very often. Typically, I drink two shots of espresso or a lungo pull. Going to the larger lungo style is normally an indicator that my supply of pods is getting low. That used to be a much bigger problem before stores like Target started to carry the pods. Well instead of staying on the path to writing glorious prose this happened. It was a divergence from focusing on my research trajectory for sure.

A very slow Sunday

Rain is falling in Denver. My allergies are out of control, but we will keep on moving along.

Like thirty minutes passed since that first sentence sprang into existence. I’m not entirely sure what happened this morning, but the flow or prose seems to be broken. Maybe this is a case of writer’s break vs. writer’s block. It is also possible that maybe it took just a little bit for the two shots of Nespresso to kick in and begin to fuel the day.