Starbucks — Restaurant in Georgia

So there I was, half-asleep, barely functioning, barely human — just a sentient pile of dreams after I stayed awake gaming all night. i sought out Starbucks like a caffeine-seeking missile. I meant to order a nice, cozy latte with a little sugar.

Instead, in my half-conscious state, I confidently asked for SIX shots of espresso.

Did the barista question my sanity? Nope. Just smiled, nodded, and made my "latte" like I was a Wall Street exec preparing to fight off bears and deadlines. Respect.

First sip: “Hmm, bold flavor.” Second sip: “I can taste colors.” By the end: I was floating above my own body, fist-bumping constellations, and discussing theology with a squirrel in my backyard. I achieved what monks call enlightenment, but with significantly more jittering.

I stayed awake for 36 hours. I may have invented time travel. It's too soon to know.

Around hour 37, though… the crash came. Like a caffeine-fueled Greek tragedy. My soul re-entered my body like a sad balloon slowly deflating. Regret set in. I questioned my life choices, my priorities, and my relationship with espresso.

But here's the thing: it was still a five-star experience. The drink was perfectly made, piping hot, and exactly what I (accidentally) ordered. The staff was friendly, nonjudgmental, and possibly knew they were sending me into orbit — but let me go anyway, like proud barista-astronauts. Again, respect.

Thank you, Starbucks. You may not have given me the sugar I wanted… but you gave me the spiritual awakening I didn’t know I...

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