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Fiḍál (Grace), 17 Sulṭán (Sovereignty) 176 B.E. - Tuesday, February 4, 2020 Title: Black Coffee Artist: Ella Fitzgerald Lyrics1 I'm feeling mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor and watch the door And in between I drink Black Coffee Love's a hand me down brew I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talking to the shadows 1 o'clock to 4 And Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour Black Coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hanging out on Monday My Sunday dream's too dry Related Now a man is born to go a lovin' A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moody all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much hard to fight Black Coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby To maybe come around My nerves have gone to pieces My hair is turning gray All I do is drink black coffee Since my man's gone away It's around 2:00 pm here in Las Vegas. I spent most of the morning in my ophthalmologist office for my regular six-month appointment. I my insurance pays for appointments every six months because I have cataracts, dry eye, and glaucoma. My next appointment is August 4. Before I left for the doctor's office, I had two writing.com travel mugs of coffee. When I re turned, I decided to check BahaiTeachings.org  for any interesting articles. The article that caught my attention this morning was The Joy of Coffee with True Friends by Jaellayna Palmer. The article reminded me that it's been a while since I had coffee with friends. I usually drink my coffee of a morning, while I'm working online, which is no excuse for not having coffee with friends because I have Skype and a camera in my computer.After reading the article, I decided that I needed to listen to a little blues or Jazz. I was feeling a bit down and blues or Jazz usually brings out of my "brown study", as I like to call my episodes of depression or lonely feelings. If Jazz or blues don't change my mood then a spiritual music will. Anyway, Ella Fitzgerald singing Black Coffee brought me out of my slight depression and inspired me to make today's blog entry. Footnotes |
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