This was written by me almost a year ago as I prepared to meet my friends from school. Friends I was going to meet after thirty-two years. I will meet with my old friends today. Thirty-two years separate me from many of them. Yet, it feels like I will meet them, as I was in…

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I bring my cup closer to my lips. Promptly, I sense the treasured aroma wafting into my eager snout. As I take a sip, the warmth of the cup embraces my lips. I feel the liquid washing over my tongue. I let it linger in my mouth. I revel in the hint of nutmeg, harmonizing…

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