Thank You Coffee
So recently it has come to my attention that my life has slowly become truly dependent on something. Something so addictive that when I wake up it’s the first thing I want and during the day trying to find any excuse to have it. I’m, of course, talking about that delightful substance, coffee.
I would like to take this moment to thank the inventor of coffee and coffee itself for picking me up when I quite frankly can’t be bothered be dealing with this adulting thing Thank you for giving me the energy to listen to my co – workers moan and gossip about their ‘ totes awks’ conversation they just had in the break room with the manager about printer toner (thrilling life I do have).
Thank you for coming in all sizes, variations and strengths. Even on the rare occasion I accidently (I mean truly accidently) make a weak cup thank you for lulling me into a false sense of security were I can push through and make it through the day without aggressively yawning every 10 minutes.
So just a quick thank you to the only constant in my life.
Thank you for reading this silly post. J