I have always loved the aroma of freshly brewed coffee but I never liked the taste. Not one bit. I'd force myself to drink it and end up feeling nauseous half way through. I felt offended even if someone just mildly suggested I have some...."I knew you never wished me well." is what I would be telling the person in my head. At work we always had two options: Tea or Coffee and if there was no tea, I'd go with nothing and slowly starve lol I have always loved tea. Whether it is freezing cold or scorching hot, I love me some tea. This love of tea angered my sister's when I was younger as I would wake up every day at 5a.m with a huge hunger/longing for tea and if tea was not by my bedside, I would cry bloody murder till my Dad woke up one my sisters to make me that cup. It took me a while but I grew out of it - thank God for older siblings :) When I started work, I was brought into a new world of coffee. My new employers loved it, not the instant coffee, the one you b...
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