Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

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I lifted the glass pot and poured the remaining dark liquid into my favorite blue mug. I had not eaten yet, preferring to wait for my usual walk down to the diner.

As I raised the mug to my lips, the kitchen floor tilted. The yellow refrigerator seemed to slide three feet to the left, and a cold gray fog rushed in from the edges of my vision.continue reading …