I drive up, “Yeah, I’ll take one order. The usual.”
My head was pounding and I couldn’t focus. I felt lethargic and tired. I needed to kick this habit.
The faceless voice came back, “Alright, here’s the cost.”
I went to the window and pulled out my cash. There was a quick exchange for the juice, for the delicious nectar that would alleviate headache and lethargy. I was dying for it.
It wasn’t always this way. Just a year ago there was no such addiction, no headaches, no lethargy. I didn’t need the fix. But now….
The woman brought it to the woman. We smiled each other. “How are you?” She was peppy.
“I’m doing great.” I smiled as best I could through the ocular migraine and took the cup. Goodness, the cup. I sipped it though it was hot upon my tongue, burning a little, but I needed it. I needed my java fix.
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