JAVA , MY BLOOD STREAM

It's not a metaphor, it's fact. I desire my afternoon dose of caffeine like a human needs oxygen. Truly, the idea of starting my day without it makes me unease. Latte doesn't matter much, as long as that bold flavor hits my mouth. It's not just a drink, it's fuel for my being. I am an individual of habit, and that tradition is my coffee. Fueled by