god bless your coffee-worshipping spirituality.

to date i've found that profound experience from pubs and a variety of dives and glorified fern bars.

i've never felt the urge to speed up [and i see no point in decaf?] so that may have been the disconnect.

thanks for gifting me the urge to slow the fuck down.

i've written that caffeine gives me hope.

hmmmm.

what's that if not slamming coffee like dope fiend and not the always recovering addict i think i am?

oof.

good grief and gratitude.

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:-/