Morning Coffee Listening Moments

Morning light slipped through the blinds, and the old grinder’s low hum settled in like a familiar lullaby. I caught a shy stranger sketching a story on a napkin, and I listened, letting the rhythm of the beans echo the rhythm of their words. A quiet pause turns the day’s clatter into a gentle conversation, and I find comfort in that shared silence. Grateful for the chance to hear another narrative, and for the steady sound that reminds me to breathe. #Listening #QuietMoments