I can remember the first day I started drinking coffee as a daily ritual; playing the balancing act of being in two college sports at the varsity level while performing well in classes, I absolutely needed something that was going to assist in keeping me awake throughout the daily grind (hehe, see what I did there, literally AND figuratively). It was a little over six years ago that I started sipping on this brown, warm liquid that adults would religiously say “was the livelihood of their mornings.”
It’s been a minute that I’ve been gone. But sometimes, as you know, life happens. Lately, I’ve experienced a whirlwind of emotions ranging from the highest highs of happiness, and on the other spectrum, the lowest I could possibly imagine. I’ve given time to myself to decompress, embrace, and reflect on those moments and past events.