It’s hard to believe that I once lived my life without coffee.
Thanks to modern technology, I have become a bit dependent upon it.
Don’t get me wrong, I can go a day without it. But I don’t want to. And I won’t.
It’s one of the best parts of the day, whether I’m grabbing a cup at work so I don’t fall asleep on my keyboard or waking up to spend a lazy weekend in bed with a steaming mug of joy, my blogs, and my boyfriend.
I usually do about two cups a day, which is funny because one used to make me anxious, and two can barely keep me awake anymore.
That’s probably not a good thing, but I won’t go back.
Coffee, I’m so glad you exist.