I am starting to dream of coffee.
I don't know when I am going to be mono-less, so for now I can only have coffee in my dreams.
I used to look forward to my coffee when I went to bed at night.
I miss the comfort and the ritual. And I am sorry, but stupid tea does not cut it.
I walk past coffee shops and longingly look in, catching a little whiff.
When I go into a cute place to get food, it takes all my effort to not order a coffee, too.
I miss coffee more than I miss wine.
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and that is saying something.
Ps. If anyone happens to know for a fact that I CAN in fact drink coffee and won't crack my liver, let me know.