Lately I find I grow weary waiting for the coffee maker to drip coffee into my mug.
It isn't so much that I'm in a hurry to drink my coffee because I always have to let it cool before taking a sip.
While waiting I usually contemplate the humans I know. For example: no matter how tall or short they are - each of their feet is exactly a foot long. And here's one, no matter the shape of their head - their nose is always the scenter of their face.
Now comes the part I don't get; none of them have punctuation. They are all continuous run-on persons. There are no comas between each finger and only a potential dash between toes. And get this, sometimes their eyebrows say exclamation mark, but try and find one.
Anyway, my coffee is ready now.
Take care.
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