This morning, I found myself very tired despite having slept for a solid nine hours. "Well, of course!" I thought. "I haven't had my coffee yet."
I reached in the cabinet for a mug and pulled out the instant Nescafe mix. But the idea of drinking coffee was incredibly unappealling. The heartiness of a cup o' Joe is great in a New England winter (especially right before Period 3 Orchestra). But in Argentinean summer? Even on a cooler day like this, coffee just feels gross.
So today, for the first time, I chose mate over coffee. I have recently complemented coffee with a thermos of mate, but today I finally accepted the truth that I actually like mate better than coffee.
This presents a dilemma. Will I bring my mate and thermos to Starbucks from now on? Will I pressure my friends to drop the latte for a mate? Perhaps I'll just have to organize massive demand for a special Starbucks mate latte. (What that would be, I have no idea. But it couldn't be worse than the Starbucks "green tea.")
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