That's the worst way to live your day.
It's so much longer if you get up before 10.
but,
I went into the kitchen, and there was coffee.
I burst into tears of joy.
The moral, my friends: Never give up on that hope, that one fleeting chance, that somewhere in your future there might be coffee, because if you do, you'll never know. You'll be left wondering: was there coffee? And maybe, just maybe, you'll be fortunate, like me, and there will be coffee.
Never give up, fellow coffee lovers. Never give up on your coffee... it might be there.
