Sipping a glass of warm coffee at the end of the morning

Moving from my bed, to the bathroom to wash my face. For a moment was dazed to hear azhan reverberate, it was still dawn. I finished my duties, a cup of hot coffee whit my own here waiting for morning. I wanted to look at the sun that came out slowlyfrom the eastern horizon. If someone were holding me back from my back, maybe this morning would be very comfortable.

Back I sippedmy black coffee, ahhhhhh
it seems inconceivable how i explain it.