Today was an ordinary day where, as usual, I got up relatively early, made breakfast and spent a morning talking to my mother about any trivial subject, then took a bus and headed to my office.
Since it was still very early in the morning I took out my cookie and got a cup of coffee while I was waiting for the rest of my classmates, I settled for that plastic cup even though I prefer a good cup of coffee made by my mother because there is nothing better than a cup of homemade coffee! I love coffee.
I hadn't noticed that outside the building there was a very peculiar flower that I know Mom has in her garden. It's very pretty and they call it "Fireball" and it certainly looks like one.