It's not that I
coffee. I don't need coffee. I want a cup of coffee because I
a cup of coffee, damn it.
This has been quite the experience for me. I thought it was going to be a breeze. The first week was easy. It was also the week my boyfriend was out of town. Sometimes I wanted coffee but settled for a cup of tea which was great.
The second week was okay...until....I stayed up 36 hours doing a freelance illustration gig for the company my boyfriend works for. I didn't had any coffee. That's right! I stayed up for 36 hours and there was no coffee involved. There was a lot of stress, panic and deadlines.
This third week I am just irritated that I'm not having a coffee when I feel like having a coffee. This is harder then I imagined it to be.