Ode to the Morning Cup of Coffee

It occurs to me where I might be without my morning cup of coffee. No morning is complete and no day has begun without it. The focus and motivatioin that this cup gives me is priceless. I could wallow in endless inefficency watching television and wondering what I might do with the day on any given Saturday morning. But once that beautiful misty cup of black coffee touches my lips from inside the glimmering white mug, the fog that was confusing my mind is lifted and the entire world appears before me with infinite clariy. With the comfort and reassurance of a warm blanket, the coffee hits my stomach. I am myself again. So thank you, coffee. You have created life, every morning.