Mornings are rough. No matter how much time I spend in the Adult World, I just can’t seem to acclimate to the early hours a day job requires.
Thankfully, there’s coffee.
With a cup of coffee in hand, I am protected from the evils of a nine-to-five job. And though good coffee is preferred, okay, or even mildly crappy, coffee is still acceptable. There’s just something about the way the cup fits in your hand that creates a barrier against reality, if only for a few minutes.