6.09.2006

Coffee

I miss coffee. I miss the immediate high that I feel when drinking it. I enjoy being just a little bit shaky and a bit over-aware of everything going on around me. I miss carrying around a cup of hot liquid in the mornings – allowing me to avoid fidgeting with my hands when talking to someone in the halls. My security blanket in a way. I can hold the coffee and feel calm. I am weird.