There are two kinds of people world: those who wake up fresh like a flower in the morning, and then⊠people like me, who look like a haunted zombie until the word coffee enters the conversation. So, letâs make coffee ââbecause without it, I might just start arguing with the wall or forget my own name.
Step one: the grand hunt for the coffee jar. Itâs always hiding like itâs playing âhide and seekâ with me. After a five-minute investigation worthy of a detective show, I finally find itâusually behind the sugar jar that looks more suspicious than me when Iâm late to class.