This is my drink. It comes in a glass. It comes out of a bottle. It comes out of my filter jug.
But most of all, it comes out of the TAP.
Because I drink water.
Not tea, not coffee, not wine, not beer, not gin, not vodka, not shots, not Coke, not Diet Coke, not lemonade, not squash, not Tango…
At home, at work, in coffee shops, in pubs, in restaraunts…
Wherever and whenever. I drink water.
Still, not sparkling. As the good Lord intended.
This post was written in response to a prompt on The Gallery at Sticky Fingers. Pop on over to see how others have interpreted the theme ‘drink’.