After six hours of sleep and a very late night, my body decided it was ready to wake up despite the pleadings of my fuzzy brain. By “decided to get up” I mean “decided to keep me awake but not give me the energy to climb out of the bed”. Caffeinating is refusing to aid me in this dilemma. In fact, the more coffee I drink, the sleepier I get. WHY, body. why.
It’s a good thing this pub coffee is delicious.