What can I say – I like coffee. A lot. No, that’s wrong. I love coffee. When I don’t have it in the morning, my day seems to drag along. Not having coffee makes me feel “off,” like I’ve forgotten to put on one sock, or like I was confused and have put my underwear on top of my pants instead of under them.
Today’s Arlo and Janis comic, however, sums up my feelings about that hot, black substance far better than my words above. This is, for all intents and purposes, me in the morning:
I wonder if substance abuse counseling is offered for coffee addicts…
Oh yeah, I’ve got that bad.
Books and coffee – our mutual addictions.