05 October 2004
Last night I drank a pot of coffee. I had some work to get done and coffee kept me company. It was great coffee and I did some good work. However, when I went to pour my morning coffee today I couldn't do it. I had so much coffee last night that my body and mind didn't want to go there today. It was a strange sensation but my body knew what it did and didn't want.
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