Liquid Lubrication of the Mind

I’ve come to accept that I genuinely enjoy a good cup of coffee. Not the replicated stuff—though I’ll drink it in a pinch—but the real, freshly ground beans that Ranih insists make the whole habitat smell “like ambition and poor impulse control.” She’s not wrong.

Still, I’m starting to wonder if I should cut back. Three cups before midday might be excessive, even for someone with a symbiont who’s lived through entire careers powered by caffeine. I tell myself it’s part of the morning ritual, part of easing into the day’s responsibilities, part of staying sharp. But maybe it’s also become a habit I lean on a little too much.

I’ll think about reducing my intake tomorrow. Preferably after one more cup today.

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HD photo of coffee, cafe, white, and wood by Nathan Dumlao (@nate_dumlao)


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