Coffee

Each morning the alarm clock wakes me, even the weekends when it's turned off.  My first priority is to get the coffee started.  I have a routine, able to complete this task before I am fully awake.  Light on, yesterday's filter and grounds to the trash, rinse, fill water, coffee and flip switch on.  Quick, painless, efficient.




 

My days don't actually begin until that caffeine is coursing through my blood.  I drink so much that I recently switched to decaf to provide a well deserved rest for my kidneys.  Bad idea going cold turkey.  Headaches from hell, with a capital H.  So now I drink a mix of leaded and unleaded and am back in the land of the sane.  Days begin much easier since that move back to some caffeine.  I always thought it was the habit of drinking coffee, not really the caffeine.  I was badly mistaken. 

So here I sit and ponder my upcoming day, coffee at hand, blood coursing through my body, sending vital nutrients to the organs of my body.  The most vital being, of course, caffeine.