… oh how I love thee.
I have come to realize that this is a point in life, there are a few things that I just might not ever be able to do without. Coffee is one of them.
There have been a few times at work that I was so … weird, for lack of a better word. Like my brain was slow, and I wasn’t able to get things to click as fast as usual. And it would dawn on me, I overslept and I didn’t get my coffee.
When do we become do dependent on things, to the point where we physically can not function without them? I don’t think it’s ever something we fully recognize, but I’m glad this one I did.
Plain and simple, I’m dumb when I don’t have my coffee.
I suppose that is part of the reason when I get up at 3:30 or 4 am, I’m insured of two of my little pots of coffee, and I feel like I can function. Max gets me out for a walk, and I’m okay. I can handle this day. I think. 🙂