Coffee, Horse Races And A Whole Lot More

in #beautifulsunday6 months ago

As I brew my coffee in my new coffee maker at 4AM, the world is still and quiet. The only sound is the gentle hum of the coffee maker and the occasional chirping of a bird outside my window. I pour myself a cup of steaming hot coffee and take a sip, savoring the rich, bold flavor.
As I sit at my old rusty chair with no kitchen table, drinking my coffee and listening to the birds singing their melodies echoing throughout the town, I feel a sense of peace wash over me. The birds' songs are like a lullaby, soothing and calming. I close my eyes and let their sweet music fill my soul.
In this moment of stillness and tranquility, I realize that as I practice happy thoughts, I am practicing my connection with source and well-being. I am tapping into the universal energy that flows through all things, and I am aligning myself with the abundance of the universe.
From my place of being happy, I have access to all that I desire. I am a magnet for good things, and I will attract positivity and abundance into my life. I am in tune with the rhythm of the universe, and I am guided by the wisdom of my inner being.
As I continue to sip my coffee and bask in the beauty of this early rising, I feel a sense of gratitude wash over me. I am grateful for the simple pleasures of life – a hot cup of coffee, the sweet songs of birds, and the peace that comes from connecting with source.
In this moment, I am content. I am at peace. And I know that as long as I continue to practice happy thoughts and align myself with source, I will always be guided towards my highest good.
And so, I sit in the quiet of the early in the day, sipping my coffee and listening to the birds sing. And I know that in this moment, all is well in my world.

The sun began to rise and I thought I should make a decision on what I should do, and I was like oh yeah its Sunday, let's go to the race tracks.
So I walked into the horse race track with my pockets jingling with two dollars in nickels. The excitement in the air was palpable as I made my way to the betting booth. I scanned the list of horses, looking for a long shot that could potentially make me some money.
And then I saw him, Teen Tottler. The odds were stacked against him, like 18 to 1. I handed over my two dollars and placed a bet on the underdog, the cashier laughed at me because it was sooo much change.
I walked all around the race track, they had some Curling fundraiser there and they were selling hamburgers, but I didn't bring enough money, but if I win, I will buy one there.

They also had some street curling thing there, I was tempted to try it out, but I didn't end up giving it a whirl..

As the race started,

Teen Tottler was in second last place, just ahead of a horse named Drinking Buddy. My heart sank as I watched him struggle to keep up with the pack. But then, as they rounded the final lap, something changed. Teen Tottler found his stride and started to make a comeback.
I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I cheered him on. But despite his valiant effort, Teen Tottler crossed the finish line in fourth place out of seven.
That's the thrill of the horse race track, you never know what might happen. Maybee next time I will win big!! Oh well at least more money is coming my way at 1AM.

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I think the curling could have been fun.