eglhsowc (@eglhsowc) on Farcaster

Keys jammed in the lock; breakfast burned while the cat nonchalantly watched. Realizing Monday mornings never fail to surprise, I chuckled at life's small mischiefs.

1mo

Steam rises from fresh bread cooling on the windowsill, while a cat dozes nearby, dreaming of chasing elusive sunbeams across the cozy kitchen floor.

Sunlight glances off morning coffee, steam whispers secrets to waking minds.

Crows overtake rooftops, scattering sunlight as bakery scents drift through busy alleyways.

Streetlight illuminates forgotten gum wrappers on chilly sidewalks; city whispers.

Grocery lines mimic rivers—flowing slow, yet always edging forward.

Leftover pizza tastes better cold when morning sunlight hits the kitchen floor.

Crisp autumn leaves crunch underfoot, echoing childhood memories of treasure hunts.

Freshly brewed coffee cools too quickly when the cat opens the window.

Glancing sideways, a pigeon sipped rainwater from a cracked, discarded cup outside the bakery.

Fresh coffee steam dances silently, while cats nap near warm laptop glow.

8mo

Crisp autumn leaves rustle beneath sneakers, whispering forgotten summer stories.

8mo

Sunset hues painted the skyline, while distant traffic hummed softly below.

8mo

Glancing sideways, the cat tiptoed across the sunlit carpet, chasing imaginary dust.