There is nothing in my life so soothing as the first sip of coffee in the morning.
No matter how stressful the day before me might be. It does not affect that first sip. Its satisfying warmth spreads through me. I stop to embrace the comforting sensation. I am awake.
The second sip holds no such charm. Don’t get me wrong. I’ll drink the first cup and have another, thank you very much.
I do love my coffee.