I walk back to desk. Sit down. Hand reaches to right, grasps.... AIR?? Oh please God no. My COFFEE?!?!?!? Did I FINISH IT already?!?!
Eyes dart to left, right, front, underneath chair. Garbage? A flash of brown cardboard cozy -
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
If I concentrate hard enough it almost feels like my lips are touching the sweet white plastic of a cup top and then the warm hazelnutty delicious rolls onto my tongue. Why can I not savor every drop, holding on with both hands, instead of WASTING it away and not even remembering that last glorious gulp of goodness? ::choke - SOB::
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