Cold Snap

Dallas isn’t Dallas unless there’s some nice 4th Gen. Coffee. This trip was Cold Snap Seasonal blend, and that seemed appropriate for the weather, that icky, cold rain, with clouds that are so low, they are right down in one’s own head.

First four lines from Shakespeare’s Richard 3 — always in my mind, a great tragedy when done well.

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this son of York;
And all the clouds that low’r’d upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.

• Richard, Duke of Gloucester (I.i)

Of possible irritation? I know I’ve used that quote before but I couldn’t locate the correct horoscope.

Blame Mercury. Or the weather.

But coffee is an assist for mercurial issues.

the Portable Mercury Retrograde

Portable Mercury Retrograde – Kramer Wetzel