Sunlight poured through the two rectangular windows in the front of the store and the conversations of the coffee shop floated through the air and were drawn towards my ears like a moth to a flame. My eyelids have a mind of their own, I thought, while battling a wave of drowsiness. The phone rang, disturbing my reverie and my nap. It was my roommate on the other line. So we chatted and I recounted the events of the previous drama filled Friday night. She listened intently, except for the occasional interjections of; Oh!, Really?, What?, and Are you kidding?! Details aside, I still need some sleep due to the lack thereof; forty five minutes just doesn't cut it. Espresso does wonders, as I found out that day; the beautiful caffeine buzz that is coffee coursed through my veins like some viscious heroin addiction, and I liked it. Most people do and I have been increasingly addicted to coffee, although I only drink it in the mornings. After my shift at the coffee shop, which I am a barista at; I slept for six hours straight, coming down from my caffeine high, I crashed once I got home. Wasted the whole day and I was going to grade papers, but it looks like I'll be doing that tonight and tomorrow. We have an inservice at the high school tomorrow, so no school. This gives me an extra day to get some work done. But I have to get up early tomorrow morning and there will be coffee; smooth, rich, and mixed with delectable creamer. That's how I like to start my day off. Caffeine buzz...
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