In the background a low steady hum of the computers. Two monitors stare at me blindly. Daylight vacated the room all that remains is an ambient glow of computer screens hopless and purposeless without me. The cd player is powered on, I get up to slip a cd into it, a nice slow techno trance beat to ease my mind. Something else is still missing, a cup of hot coffee, two creams no sugar.
Steam rises up from the cup, hmm something else is brewing around here.
I reach for the cup, gently my index finger anchors itself into the ear of the cup. I bring the sharp edge of the cup to my lips, so close my lips begin to burn, than I back away, just a little, a swift move around my nostrils, I inhale the brew and I cannot wait any longer. I feel a great relieve. I think to myself, its all about kommunikation not communication. The ability to communicate is of no importance to me.