Coffee

I think it's funny how much my life has slowly revolved around coffee. In high school, I would make my dad and I coffee before we set off for school. I was kinda like a barista slave. Soon, once I started driving myself to school, I continued this ritual up until college. A coffee pot sat in my dorms but I never used it because the UC coffee was a mere 5 minute walk away.

Now in my new apartment, I make coffee every morning religiously. Pretty soon I'll turn into the tin from The Wizard of Oz. I'll be stuck in place, trying to do work and trying to mouth, "Offee.... Coffeee!" to any helpful bystander.