A Valentine’s Day love story

Or, more accurately, a meditation on my feelings.

I am in love with my coffee.

Mmmmmm .... oh yeah baby ....

Mmmmmm …. oh yeah baby ….

That first sip of dark-roast divine delight sets my tongue alight with flavor and heat.  I feel the warm glow slide down my throat and enliven my entire body.  I feel the invigoration of the caffeine flow through my veins as I reflexively flex my biceps – I can take on the world!  Or at least this audit.

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Yeah! Go me!

The same excitement as kissing a naked lover with wet lips.  The same comfort as being curled up in a blanket with a spouse.

first love wattpad

Wait, what?!  That wasn’t what I wanted!  A little morbid, don’t you think?

true love mirror-of-my-soul

That’s more like it!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

4 comments

  1. I loved coffee a little too hard yesterday, which felt invigorating when I plowed through tasks the first few hours … but this morning, whooo, I am still feeling it and would like to sleep it off! (If only decaf tasted the same as the caffeinated stuff. Sadface.)

      1. I’ve never heard the phrase, but that’s what Anthony called it! The answer here, then, is “yes.”

        I will definitely not be having this much coffee again any time soon.

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