Lines in a notebook

I had too much coffee and I drank it too fast. I can barely read and I think I’m having heart palpitations. Here I was, thinking I could be all productive and I end up paranoid, wishing I could get home and hide in the basement under the covers until my heartbeat slows down. Plus, I’ve got the sweats. Jesus Christ, they’re playing a frantic Sam Roberts’ song and I can’t even focus my eyes.

Why do people write in cafes?

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