For some people mornings are the worst time. I would have usually agreed with them but from past years I have come to love mornings. I look forward to waking up in the morning and start the day. Some things did change when he left.
I decided to change them. Cause I didn't want to be that toxic, depressed girl. Maybe that's when my coffee addiction started. I wouldn't say addiction per say but I adopted that habit.
Sometimes I am only waiting for a steaming cup of coffee in the morning. Okay that's taking it too far but it is what it is.
I sigh looking towards the kitchen, waiting for the steaming cup yet to arrive.
"Here's your coffee" My mother hands me the cup and turns around to sit in front of me.
"Thanks Ma" I whisper. I needed this. Last night was crazy. Sure we talked about get
