They put some happy in my coffee

Magmanda

Editor, Writer

I'm a Mississippi girl living oh so far-from-home in Alabama. I have a touch of hippie in me, a dash of preppy, a little sorority girl, and a little book nerd, too. And I've been zen since the days I asked my parents, "Is today the tomorrow we talked about yesterday?" My life would be complete i...

Wednesday, July, 30, 2008

I have been walking around this week slightly grumpy but forcing smiles and pleasantries as much as possible. It’s a hormonal thing, nothing else is to blame, thankfully...I guess.

Anyway, after a cup and a half of coffee this morning, I was still cloudy when I got to work. I went across the street for some more, and returned to the office super-productive. I’ve returned emails to long lost friends, planned paintings to paint, checked a few work things off the list and am just generally a completely different person from the me that walked into work a couple of hours ago.

I just noticed this change, and I haven’t done anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. My local barista must have noticed the look on my face. I think she put some happy in my coffee. Yummmm. Need that stuff in a bottle.