The first thing you need to do every morning (after hitting snooze every 9 minutes for a half hour or so and then checking Instagram and Twitter) is make a coffee for yourself or a loved one .
Coffee has a special place in my heart. My dad gave me my first cup when I was 5 or 6, and it was ok. Then when I was 10, I started drinking it daily. Throughout high school, a bit in college, and then a 4 month stint after college, I had worked in every coffeeshop in my hometown. I have very strong feelings about coffee.
Now, it's an addiction, but not how you'd think. There's no doubt that I have a caffeine addiction, but it goes deeper than that. I need to make the coffee. I need the ritual of measuring the beans, of grinding, of prepping, tamping, pouring, tamping, plunging, pulling, or whatever the method of the day is. If it came up to all of this and I only got a sip, or nothing at all, I think the effects of a morning coffee would take hold because of the ritual. Some sacrifice goats, I make coffee.
Coffee has a soul, and coffee wakes ours up. Jesus that's cheesy.