Today I ordered a cup of caramel macchiato like I always do, and when I took a sip of it I found out that the barista had forgotten to add in the vanilla syrup pumps. As I drank a few more sips to 'savor' the taste, I thought maybe I could use a bit of bitterness in my coffee.
But right after that thought I walked straight to the barista and told him to make another cup, reminding him to add in the vanilla pumps.
I guess I couldn't take too much of that bitterness, its not that its unbearable, just that if I had a choice I wouldn't want to.
I can never understand how my mother likes to take her coffee black and unsweetened.
And I think I should start reading soon and do something to my vocabulary. Sometimes when I'm talking to my friends the right word never comes to mind, and I am sick of my deteriorating competence for the right words.
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