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You moved the pot before the coffee stopped brewing. Do you smell the mountains or the burro?

I smell coffee, and the aroma rushes up my nostrils, but I feel it in the back of my head, somewhere behind my brain, and it's nearly an out of body experience - in fact, every time I take a deep, enjoyable breath, it fills me with air and makes me feel like I am flying.