It's not that I

need

coffee. I don't need coffee. I want a cup of coffee because I

want

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.