Goodbye

I found this on some crinkled up yellow post-it notes in my car. I wrote it months ago, it was stepped on with snowy/sandy boots.

A day w/o coffee is a day w/o a smile
A week w/o coffee is like a week of heroine withdrawals
A lifetime w/o coffee is bland.
Coffee
I am married to it.
Sometimes its bitter with me and I am bitter with it.
Sometimes it is warm and sweet and I love it.