Ack. So this is late. Again. And I am exhausted, so it will probably be short and not very sweet. But here it is - the letter to the love of my life:
Dear Coffee,
You're the first thing I want to see in the morning. I just can't get enough of you. You are my inspiration, my elixir of life, my love. You energize me. You comfort me. You're black and strong and @#$%ing fantastic.
I just want to pour you in a cup and take you everywhere. I want you. All the time. Yes.
Longer letter later, my love. I need to go track you down if I want to continue to be awake.
Love,
The Yank
(Embarrassing photo to come)
I having mad insomnia...I blame coffee. I had a cup this morning because I was hungover....it was just crappy diner coffee...but it eas good. Glad you still posted. I know you had a crazy weekend!
ReplyDeleteHang on...I'm sure you gave up coffee. Dragged you back in has it? HAHA I knew it would. I'm not being smug, I'm well and truly under coffee's thumb.
ReplyDeleteShort and not sweet - what better way to write an ode to coffee?
I kind of wish I still had that love with coffee. Sadly, since eradicating it from my body, I can't have more than one cup without getting severely ill.
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