The alarm jolted me awake and I smashed down on the snooze button - my third slap this morning.
Time to work.
I zombie walked out of my bed, stumbled to the shower and dressed slowly.
I fumbled around the kitchen when to my horror I noticed I was OUT OF COFFEE.
My eyes drooped and so did my spirit.
I left the house grumpy.
Starbucks was packed.
The line was filled with somber faces that starred back at me as I decided to move on.
I ventured onward when a sign caught my eye: Dunkin Donuts.
With no line and me being in a rush I decided to give it a try.
The young girl gave me a hot cup of coffee that warmed my hand.
She was nice and made me smile for the first time that day.
I sipped a little taste and was AMAZED.
My mouth was met with a subtle flavor that was delicious.
I would almost describe it as fluffy.
Yes I said fluffy :) My entire attitude changed in that moment and I went on to have a great day.
People treated me better and everything just seemed to flow.
I think the coffee might be magic.
The coffee moved my soul on such a level that I ran home and wrote this article.
Thank you Dunkin, or Mr Donut.
I found Dunkin Donuts coffee is a hidden treasure that many Americans have yet to find.
You HAVE to try it to see for yourself.