Day 25: Iced Cappuccino...

You wake up, but can’t open your eyes, due to the nighttime cement that seals them shut. Sitting up only creates the kind of vertigo that one would expect from a zero-gravity spacewalk, but then the world spins and you feel ten times the normal gravity pushing you back to bed.

Yes, you didn’t get enough sleep, and though your first thought is, “I need a coffee,” the thought of drinking a steaming cup of joe in the summer heat makes you feel like you’re about to bed Angelina Jolie, only to discover that she has a garbage disposal in her nether regions. “Do you dare?”

The thought is fleeting, and then you think of going out to get an Ice Cappuccino, from that place we all know but isn’t paying me for endorsements so won’t be mentioned here, but you aren’t sure you’d make it with your eyes glued shut through all the traffic.

But then who’s to say you can’t make one of your own?

Really, how hard can it be?

Not at all, apparently...