…my life, to be exact. Scratch that—coffee is the only element.
Let’s be real – the only one who can truly pick coffee beans with love, carefully sorting every single grain, is a robot with a laser scanner.
That’s why I love that robot too.
I drink my coffee ridiculously strong – so strong that baristas clutch their chests when I say: “No water, just coffee beans.”
So about the elements:
Water? Just a weak imitation of cold brew.
Air? Merely a vehicle for coffee aroma.
Earth? Where coffee beans mysteriously grow.
Fire? Basically just espresso machine steam.
The periodic table lied—my bloodstream runs on C₈H₁₀N₄O₂ (that’s caffeine). When the apocalypse comes, I’ll trade my last battery for a shot of coffee…
P.S. Cat illustration included as payment for your concern)
