3 October 2008
the tiny cup of life
Somehow, over the last few months I have become very dependent upon the liquid that comes in this tiny little cup. I always said I would never be one of those people that needed coffee. But sadly, I am. I need my two little espresso shots in the morning. Need though is a very strong word. Funnily enough, I choose not to change my word usage. I need it. The gorgeous, bubbling hot, foamy liquid that comes in that small glorious cup is what puts me on my way each morning. I have accepted that it is more a mental necessity than anything, but I am a creature of habit in certain areas. And this is one.