
Have you noticed how everyone’s suddenly obsessed with black coffee? Like, Americanos are everywhere. It’s kind of funny, isn’t it? Seems like we’ve all collectively realized we’ve been drowning our taste buds in sugar for way too long. We’re finally seeing the light!
My mom, bless her heart, is always on my case about my coffee habit. She worries I’m going to turn into some kind of caffeine monster, even though she’s totally given up on trying to wean my dad off his sugary Tubruk. He likes his coffee sweet, let me tell you. I always try to tell her, “Mom, mine’s different! It’s black! No sugar!” But, you know, moms. They worry.
I’ve been drinking black coffee for ages, though. I think I got it from my dad. He’s always been my coffee role model. Plus, I’ve never really been a sweets person anyway, so black coffee just… clicked. It tastes good. I actually kind of tease my dad about it. Like, “Hey Dad, look how cool I am, drinking my coffee like a grown-up!” (He just rolls his eyes, usually.)
But it makes you think, right? About how you get used to things. Like, the longer you go without sugar in your coffee, the more you realize you don’t even need it. Your taste buds just… change. It’s weird! It’s like your body’s all, “Oh, okay, we’re doing this now. Black coffee it is!”
And it’s not just coffee, either. I think it’s like that with everything. The longer you go without something, the easier it gets to live without it. Habits, routines… maybe even, like, certain types of people? Yeah, that goes for people, too… just a thought. Anyway, next time you’re sipping your black coffee, think about it. It’s a little life lesson in a mug.”
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