Ah, coffee, the breakfast of champions! My favorite part of early morning rises! I mean who doesn’t fancy a deliciously warm, home-brewed cup, full of whatever flavors your pallet craves? Cream, sugar, cinnamon, chocolate, caramel, the list goes on, but no matter how you brew it, the first sip always speaks to the soul. I don’t know about you, but coffee has gotten me through a ton of late nights, early mornings, and days that don’t know when to end. This is why I wrote this little paragraph, to raise awareness about the true nectar of the gods! To give coffee the poetic recognition it deserves! To those like me who are regular coffee drinkers, you know firsthand that the feeling of waking up and grabbing a cup is exceptionally poetic in a multitude of ways. The ritualistic morning cup of coffee is a sacred moment for lots of people, myself obviously among them.
