Caffeine is my best friend and my worst enemy. Just when I think it has my back it decides to heckle me about my 6:30am wake up call. It feels the need to keep me awake until I have completely thought out a fool proof plan for every problem I have in my life right now. Then it expects me to jump up and start solving everything at one in the morning. Don't get me wrong; I enjoy the enthusiasm. However, the energy is false. It pulsates. It grips every nerve in my body and leaves me paralyzed. And my thoughts dissipate into the darkness of the early morning sky...
... I can't wait for my morning coffee.
