Coffee and I have this on again off again relationship.

I tell it that I’m leaving, because I know my addiction to it isn’t healthy. I go weeks without taking one sip, and fall back into the loving arms of pure, trusty hot tea. But then I find myself thinking “One sip.” One sip turns into one big slip back into my coffee’s arms. I mean, what has coffee ever done against me anyway? I can’t stay away. Its love is addicting. I still have my tea, but now coffee has fixed itself in my life. Maybe one day I’ll realize it’s for good.

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