Standing at the coffee machine in our office, waiting for my morning caffeine fix, realizing that the person who 'usually takes one' also grabbed my favorite mug, again. Can't a day even start without some minor catastrophe? Now I'm left sipping from a bland, office-supplied cup while my brain lags behind. It's the little things like mugs and perfectly brewed coffee that can send me spiraling.

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