Getting up and making coffee is second nature at home. I know where everything is, what to measure, where to pour and how long to wait.

A new environment and even this simplest of tasks becomes something to pay attention to.

Where's the light? Do I need one? I can make coffee in just the light of day.

How much? Can there be too much? Visiting in the Midwest, I know it can be too little.

And water? I can see where it should go, but how to get there.

Someone else's plastic and electronics equipment is different. I don't wish to break.

Oh hell, just pull the thing out and get on with it.

scoop, pour, push, flip.

The Sound of Morning.