So tired this morning, set the coffeemaker at work to strongest coffee. Then added a shot of espresso. I think i can read the thoughts of ants, and predict their credit scores for the next 27 lifetimes. I can see between molecules and smell time-travelers.

Oh Coffee, when will we just build an island out of grounds and live there forever trapped in a perfect minute?

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