Drinking Coffee in the Cemetery Area

Hello all how are you? When I started twiddling my thumbs, I saw that it was 11.00 noon, in other words I still had an hour to spend exploring the corners of Bekasi.

In theory maybe with an hour I could get more money to put in my wallet.

But this afternoon I had to be willing to give up my fantasy because my eyes were very sleepy from staying up late last night.

As in general, I look for black coffee to ward off my sleepiness. Why does it have to be black coffee? Is this just a myth or fact? What is clear is that I need the caffeine to stimulate my weak pulse so that I can be enthusiastic about pushing my cart.

Because where I sell there are no cafes or bars, so I was forced to wake up the coffee seller who was fast asleep.

The grandmother who sells coffee already understands how to brew the coffee I want, she immediately boiled water impromptu because I didn't want to drink coffee brewed from a thermos water, an agreement that if it wasn't suitable I wouldn't pay sorry if I was too fussy in ordering but that's the taste of only coffee lovers only one knows.

A simple and cool place is perfect for me to gather my energy, while sitting I enjoy the clean air because there are still lots of trees here, even the housing behind me is not selling because the access road is covered in weeds that exceed the abandoned houses.

I don't wish for the house to remain abandoned because of the trees, but I'm just happy with the fresh air because of the house's wild trees. Well, let that be the important thing for later, now I'm enjoying my black coffee with my neighbors who can't get up anymore😂

Well, they used to be like me, whose hobby was drinking black coffee to ward off their sleepiness so they wouldn't fall asleep, but now they stay asleep for a long time until doomsday arrives.

Thank you for traveling with me in phenomenal places in my joking atmosphere.