With a cup of coffee by my side, I know that everything will be just fine. I’ve quit smoking, and have left almost all the vices I used to have behind, but I don’t know if I would ever want to quit coffee, my drug of choice.
Why should I leave it, when it has been nothing but good to me? It got me through my college years, and many great conversations have been had while in its company. It has been good to me, and we have shared many good memories together.
I may be the only one that feels this way, or not, I doubt that I am, but I find bliss when I take a sip of that warm bitter fluid. I take a sip and let the bitter brew sit in my mouth for a bit; I allow it to come in contact with each taste bud on my tongue. Then I swallow it and feel it go down my throat, into my belly, it is warm.