Wednesday Confession

My coffee machine broke this morning and I am ashamed at how upset I got. I mean, sure, there's a coffee shop not two doors down from me, but still: not having access to a cup within ten minutes of waking? Having to actually dress and talk to another human being pre-caffeine high? Sigh.

I do fear, though, that this addiction isn't too healthy. I drink on average 3-5 cups every morning, which alone explain my ongoing struggles with insomia.