I wish I never started drinking coffee
I remember trying to phase coffee into my life multiple times. I began with a mocha and thought it was delightfully different to a hot chocolate.
Then, after that positive experience, I tried my first cappuccino. I can still recall the specific scrunch my face made when I took my first sip. I decided then and there that I would never be a coffee drinker, and thus I continued on with my tea drinking ways.
It wasn鈥檛 until I was in Japan for university studies that I found myself more exhausted than ever. Continuous study, combined with an excruciatingly hot heatwave, and my brain was depleted. I decided to suck it up for the sake of caffeination, and I began drinking vending machine iced coffee until I started to think a bit clearer.
颁辞蹿蹿别别听is聽addictive, I thought.
Now, here I am a year later, looking at my bank account most days to see if I can fork out $5 for a double shot flat white. I also perk myself up with at least two coffees a day. I enjoy the social aspect of going out for a coffee, but my bank account is certainly paying for it.
Life was simple pre-coffee, but to be honest, I don鈥檛 know how I survived without it.