Friday desperation

It sits here for hours, steeping and concentrating as it boils into paste.

Some call it office coffee.

I call it the "black stuff",
Or "tarfee",
Or just "brave".

Today I was desperate enough to actually consume some.

With high levels of sweetener and phoney-powdered-non-cream-creamer-with-a-vanilla-mask stuff of course. Survival rate is yet to be measured.

Give my regards to my family if I spontaneously combust.