My Best Friend and I.

My heart pounds. My breath comes short and fast. Emotions are magnified, and my hands shake with unexplained excitement. Suddenly the fly scuttling up and down my table like a little vehicle (vehicle: thats what beany calls me sometimes haha) seems facinating. What in the world is happening? Why does the Vera feel like she could rush along the corridors between the little cubicles singing "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz!" on such a sickeningly mundane, grey-skied morning? Not to mention, she also really needs to pee right about now.

Could it be LOVE? (At this mother sits up, and work suddenly loses what interest it has)

Whahahaha! But no! This unfortunately is not exactly the case this time (even though love has similar effects, yes). It's time now to introduce my new best friend:

Caffeine!

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I am very convinced that this is the answer to all my boredom and suffering i endure in the name of character building. Because look!, 930am has suddenly morphed into 1210pm in what seems like two thirds of an hour, and i'm not in the least sick of living! WOOHOO! Plus what's better, is that i'm enjoying writing again.

So with the help of my best bud, i will brave my storms and all that danger (or rather the lack of), with my head held high in a caffeine high, spirits soaring among pretend pink clouds made of cotton candy, shivering with untold anticipation. And I say HOORAY! and YIPPEE! for the inventor of the coffee bean.

Now time for another cup of bean essence...