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Conversations That Matter
Coffee, Clay, and Candor
Teach the Human, Not the Subject
Scene: A gentle rain taps the rooftop of a gazebo. The speaker, coffee in hand, leans into the moment with raw energy and realness. The atmosphere is contemplative, yet vibrant. Sounds of droplets, distant thunder. The smell of wet earth. A squirrel maybe rustles. The world, alive.
Hi, people —
Stepping outta bounds with Bowne.
It’s a rainy day,
But I love it.
I’m out here in the ‘zebo —
So I’m rather protected.
Beautiful.
I just got some wet —
Sorry! It’s just water.
I’m not a witch, at least on most days.
Anyway —
I just sit with a coffee,
And I was thinking:
What am I gonna talk about today?
I talk about things all the time, right?
But let me just tell you —