I drink my coffee with cream. Ironically, I drink my life black. I don’t use Truvia or Splenda to hide from its bitterness. Maybe I should. Over the years I’ve gotten really good at choking it down. Sometimes I can even pour out a fake smile. I get this sick boost from unfiltered grains grinding between my teeth. Do I like living a dark life? No.
Today is the eleventh day of the eleventh month of the year 2011. Yesterday marked exactly 6 months until my 27th birthday. This morning I am drinking my coffee black, and I am adding some light to my life. It’s time to make some changes. I’m tired of waiting, and my cup is cold. The brewing is done. Today I’m choosing to live.
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