Coffee
It is in my nature to have a head full of vexations. My disorderly mindedness seems to fixate on what most would deem nonsensical things. It isn't always easy to survive with a head overrun with so much whimsy and useless knowledge; that may or may not borderline a mildly autistic and insane mindset. Which leads to yet another bad habit of my constant self diagnosis and hypochondria. Strangely enough I worry about the excessive amounts of K-Cups that I and the rest of the world burn through. I wonder if mine and the world's obsession with coffee will end in a future filled with trash heaps and un-recycled plastic skyscrapers standing in place of trees and grass? Coffee is a drug; we are addicted; Keurig is a pimp and we are clearly his bitches. By comparison Keurig is small time compared to the DON of the coffee mafioso better known as Dunkin Donuts. Nothing we can do but swallow back the bitter blackness and admit our defeat. I think about a past friend and wonder w...