One may think that my decrease in consumption of coffee
Is due to a wayning desire,
No!
I have not grown tired,
Not of the smell,
Or the slight bitter edge,
Not of that wonderful boost of warmth.
Nothing is as good a drink,
But alas! My bladder!
I am not an ace sprinter,
I am not an ace at movement at all.
And I cannot live a slave to brew and toilets.
So I drink strategically,
But still every chance I get.
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty
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