Instant Joy


I don’t go for instant coffee. But I was feeling cold, and it’s been a while since I inhaled the beautiful smell of coffee, so I figured why not? Just, why on earth not?

Of course, my brother the anti-microwave-man caught me while I was heating the milk, which made this kind of a forbidden treat, and thus all the more enjoyable. Yes, I admit to being terrible.

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