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Journal Entry 5

Venti Cafe Mocha:

More calories than my lunch.

Needs more chocolate.

The scalding liquid offends my tongue, but warms my stomach, a lot like alcohol… but not like alcohol.

Coffee is supposed to focus you.

All I get is a build up of excitement that crashes 30 minutes later.

Like being with you…

Whiskey is different. It reminds me of what I am not. It reminds me of what we are not.

I need to sober up.

No use in whiskey, coffee, or you anymore.

Maybe one day we’ll be something.

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