Have you ever had one of those?

You know, I've hit rock bottom, instant coffee kind of mornings.

I know, hear me out.

You know, where you tear into that packet, hoping no one sees you, you dump its content right

into your mug, and you tell yourself, looking over your shoulder, just as once.

Within seconds, you've got something that somewhat resembles coffee, kind of, a roundabout way.

It's, really, it's almost like magic, but not the good kind.

More like when a magician pulls a rabbit out of a hat,

and even the rabbit looks super unimpressed to be there.

Some coffee snobs, yes, I'm looking at you, my hipster friends,

and actually myself, there are fingers pointing back at me.

Some would say that instant coffee is like a parody of the real thing, right?

The rich flavors?

Not really.

The aromas?

No, not in this cup.

But do you ever feel like this sometime?

You ever feel like you're just going through the motions in a rush hitting everything instant?

Like life is turned into this giant fast forward button, right?

Like we're all just hustling to get to the next thing, barely catching our breath, let alone

enjoying a nice cup of coffee.

Got to answer that email. Got to post that picture, got to pick up this, got to drop off that, got to, gotta, gotta,

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